The Renowned History of the Seven Champions of Christendom: St. George of England, St. Denis of France, St. James of Spain, St. Anthony of Italy, St. Andrew of Scotland, St. Patrick of Ireland, and St. David of Wales, and Their Sons

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W. Baynes, 1824 - Chapbooks - 450 pages
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Page 355 - In one place lay disinherited heads, dispossessed of their natural seignories ; in another, whole bodies to see to, but that their hearts, wont to be bound all over so close, were now with deadly violence opened ; in others, fouler deaths had uglily displayed their trailing guts. There lay arms, whose fingers yet moved, as if they would feel for him that made them feel ; and legs which, contrary to common reason, by being discharged of their burden were grown heavier.
Page 21 - for thy hard fortune, and that it is thy destiny to arrive in this our country of Egypt, wherein those alive are scarce sufficient to bury the dead; such cruel devastation is made through the land by a most terrible and dangerous dragon, now ranging up and down the country; the raging appetite of which must every day be appeased with the body of a virgin, whom he swalloweth down his envenomed throat; and whenever this horrid sacrifice is omitted, he breathes such a pestiferous stench as occasions...
Page 76 - ... Champions, when St. David ventured into the Enchanted Garden of the Magician Ormandine, ' all his senses were overtaken with a sudden and heavy sleep.' He fell flat on the ground, ' where his eyes were so fast locked up by magic art, and his waking senses drowned in such a dead slumber, that it was as impossible to recover himself from sleep as to pull the sun out of the firmament.
Page 22 - Thus weltered he from his hideous den, and so fiercely assailed the gallant champion with his burning wings, that at the first encounter he had almost felled him to the ground; but the knight, nimbly recovering himself, gave the dragon such a thrust with his spear, that it shivered in a thousand pieces! upon which, the furious dragon smote him so violently with his venomous tail, that...
Page 27 - Lady of Egypt, art thou not content that I have risked my own life to preserve yours, but you would have me also sacrifice my honour, give over the chase of dazzling glory, lay all my warlike trophies in a woman's lap, and change my truncheon for a distaff.— No! Sabra; George of England is a knight, born in a country where true chivalry is nourished, and hath sworn to see the world, as far as the lamp of heaven can lend him light, before he is fettered in the chains of wedlock. Therefore, think...
Page 405 - Phalantus is armed and set upon a horse milk-white, but that upon his shoulders and withers he was freckled with red stain, as when a few strawberries are scattered into a dish of cream.
Page 39 - Heaven's decree, Shall bring thee to thy former shape again, And end at last thy woful misery; When this is done, be sure you cut in twain This fatal tree wherein I do remain.
Page 424 - His furniture* was made into the fashion of the branches of a tree from which the leaves were falling; and so artificially were the leaves made that, as the horse moved, it seemed indeed that the leaves wagged as when the wind plays with them...
Page 38 - In former time it was my fatal chance To be the proudest maid that e'er was known; By birth I was the daughter of a king, Though now a breathless tree, and senseless thing. My pride was such that...
Page 95 - Now. Sabra, I have by this sufficiently proved thy true virginitie: for it is the nature of a lion, be be never so furious, not to barme the unspotted virgin, but humbly to lay his bristled head upon a maiden's lap.

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