Aucassin & Nicolette, and Other Mediaeval Romances and Legends

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J. M. Dent & sons, Limited, 1925 - English literature - 235 pages
 

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Page xvi - They are clothed in velvet, and warm in their furs and their ermines, while we are covered with rags. They have wine and spices and fair bread; and we, oat-cake and straw, and water to drink. They have leisure and fine houses; we have pain and labour, the rain and the wind in the fields.
Page 6 - love so dearly well. For into Paradise go none but such people as I will tell you of. There go those aged priests, and those old cripples, and the maimed, who all day long and all night cough before the altars, and in the crypts beneath
Page 188 - Whatsoever ye would that men should do unto you, even so do unto them.'
Page ix - It took its birth in the interior of the feudal mansions, without any set purpose beyond that of declaring, first, the admission of the young man to the rank and occupation of the warrior; secondly, the tie which bound him to his feudal superior—his lord, who conferred upon him the
Page 6 - or king. Beyond this, what profit would you have, had you become her lover, and taken her to your bed ? Little enough would be your gain therefrom, for your soul would lie tormented in Hell all the days of all time, so that to Paradise never should you win." "In Paradise what have I to do? I care not to enter, but
Page xviii - only son of the Count of Beaucaire, is passionately in love with Nicolette, a beautiful girl of unknown parentage, bought of the Saracens, whom his father will not permit him to marry. The story turns on the adventures of these
Page 211 - God hath made me to forget all my toil, and all my father's house.
Page 211 - God hath caused me to be fruitful in the land of my affliction.
Page 30 - I'ma mother," quoth the King: "When my month is gone at length, And I come to health and strength, Then shall I hear Mass once more As my fathers did before, Arm me lightly, take my lance, Set my foe a right fair dance, Where horses prance.
Page 158 - Again he forced his horse to enter the water; but the current was very swift and the stream was very deep, so that presently Graelent was torn from his saddle, and being borne away by the stream came very nigh to drown. When the four maidens saw his piteous plight they cried aloud to their lady, and said—

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