Cameos from English History: The wars of the Roses. 1877Macmillan, 1877 - Great Britain |
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Anne Archbishop arms army battle Bayard Beaufort Bishop Brittany brother brought Burgundy Calais called CAMEO Cardinal Castle cause Charles VII Church Clarence clergy Council court crown daughter death declared died Duchess Duke of Brittany Duke of Burgundy Duke of York Dunois Earl Edward Emperor of Germany English Erasmus father favour favourite Fernando forced François French friends Gloucester hand heir Henry VI Henry VII Henry's honour horse House Isabel Italy James James III Katharine King of England King of France King of Scotland King's kingdom knights Lady Lancastrian London Lord Louis XII Luther marched Margaret marriage married Maximilian meantime Medici Milan mother murder Naples never Nevil nobles obtained Orleans Parliament person Philippe Plantagenet Pope Prince prisoner Queen Richard Rome rose royal sent sister Somerset Spain Spaniards Suffolk thousand throne took Tower troops Tudor Warwick wife Wolsey Woodville Yorkist young King САМЕО
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Page 69 - Let him that is a true-born gentleman, And stands upon the honour of his birth, If he suppose that I have pleaded truth, From off this brier pluck a white rose with me. Som. Let him that is no coward nor no flatterer, But dare maintain the party of the truth, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.
Page 188 - Jockey of Norfolk, be not too bold, For Dickon thy master is bought and sold.
Page 319 - And sudden, as he spoke, From the sharp ridges of the hill, All downward to the banks of Till, Was wreathed in sable smoke. Volumed and vast, and rolling far, The cloud enveloped Scotland's war As down the hill they broke ; Nor martial shout, nor minstrel tone, Announced their march ; their tread alone, At times one warning trumpet blown, At times a stifled hum, Told England, from his mountain-throne King James did rushing come.
Page 186 - And through the kindred squadrons mow their way ; Ye Towers of Julius ! London's lasting shame, With many a foul and midnight murder fed, Revere his consort's faith, his father's fame, And spare the meek usurper's holy head. Above, below, the Rose of snow, Twined with her blushing foe, we spread ; The bristled Boar in infant gore Wallows beneath the thorny shade ; Now, Brothers ! bending o'er the accursed loom, Stamp we our vengeance deep, and ratify his doom. ' Edward, lo ! to sudden fate (Weave...
Page 174 - But the multiplying brood of the ungodly shall not thrive, nor take deep rooting from bastard slips, nor lay any fast foundation.
Page 385 - I nothing malign for that you have done to me, but the eternal God forgive you my death, as I do ; I shall never sue to the king for life, howbeit he is a gracious prince, and more grace may come from him that I desire. I desire you, my lords, and all my fellows to pray for me.
Page 173 - Farewell, my own sweet son ; God send you good keeping. Let me kiss you once yet ere you go, for God knoweth when we shall kiss together again.
Page 3 - High on his throne, with the Queen Regent at his side, surrounded by princes, prelates and nobles, guarded by his archers and halberdiers, his crown on his head and his sceptre in his hand, the Emperor, exalted, sat.
Page 139 - Henry, thou of saintly worth, Thou, to whom thy Windsor gave Nativity and name, and grave ; Thou art in this hallowed earth Cradled for the immortal birth ! Heavily upon his head Ancestral crimes were visited...
Page 188 - No thought of mercy was in the mind of the man bold in civil war, whose early recollections were of Wakefield and Towton, and whose maiden sword had been fleshed at Barnet.