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Unknown to History: A Story of the Captivity of Mary of Scotland
Charlotte Mary Yonge
No preview available - 2015
Andrew Melville Antony Babington asked Bess of Hardwicke Bourgoin Bride Bridgefield brought Captain captive castle Cavendish chamber Chartley child Cicely's cried Curll Dame daughter Diccon Earl exclaimed eyes faith father fear Fotheringhay French gentleman girl give Grace guard hand hath hear heard heart honour hope Humfrey Humfrey's husband Jean Kennedy King of Scots knew Lady Countess Lady Talbot lassie letter lodge looked Lord Shrewsbury madam maid maiden Majesty Mary's Master Heatherthwayte Master Richard Mastiff Mistress Cicely Mistress Susan mother never once poor princess prisoner Queen Mary Queen of Scots returned Richard Talbot royal Scottish secret seen Sheffield Sir Amias Paulett Sir Drew smile speak stood tell thee thine thou art thou hast thought Tibbott Tideswell Tixall told true trust Tutbury wench wife woman wonder word young lady
Page 435 - My prime of youth is but a frost of cares; My feast of joy is but a dish of pain; My crop of corn is but a field of tares; And all my good is but vain hope of gain. The day is fled, and yet I saw no sun; And now I live, and now my life is done.
Page 435 - I saw the world, and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun; And now I live, and now my life is done! I sought my death, and found it in my womb; I looked for life, and saw it was a shade; I trod the earth, and knew it was my tomb; And now I die, and now I am but made; The glass is full, and now my glass is run; And now I live, and now my life is done!
Page 458 - I call God to record, that, as a private person, I have done nothing unbeseeming an honest man; nor, as I bear the place of a public person, have I done anything unworthy of my place.
Page 435 - The fruit is dead, and yet the leaves are green; My youth is gone, and yet I am but young; I saw the world, and yet I was not seen; My thread is cut, and yet it is not spun; And now I live, and now my life is done!
Page 14 - Cecilia did not go to bed when she fled the company of the repulsed evangelists, she went straight up to Stephen's room at the top of the house. He was reading in the accepted school-boy attitude, with his elbows on the table and his hands over his ears ; and he looked up with an expression that boasted his diligence when his mother came in. " I say, mother, you don't want me to come down? " he said. Cecilia shook her head. "They haven't gone, have they?
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