Visits to Fields of Battle, in England, of the Fifteenth Century

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J. R. Smith, 1857 - Great Britain - 342 pages

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Page 270 - t; I have use for it. Go, leave me. — (Exit Emilia). I will in Cassio's lodging lose this napkin, And let him find it. Trifles, light as air, Are to the jealous confirmations strong As proofs of Holy Writ.
Page 131 - With that grim ferryman which poets write of, Unto the kingdom of perpetual night. The first that there did greet my stranger soul, Was my great father-in-law, renowned Warwick ; Who cried aloud, " What scourge for perjury Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence...
Page 19 - Thine enemies roar in the midst of thy congregations ; they set up their ensigns for signs.
Page 287 - Burning for blood ! bony, and gaunt, and grim ! Assembling wolves in raging troops descend, And, pouring o'er the country, bear along, Keen as the north wind sweeps the glassy snow, — All is their prize.
Page 166 - March, 1538-9, he was advanced to the dignity of a Baron, by the title of Lord St.
Page 43 - France was created Earl of Ewe, in Normandy, by Henry V. ; and married Anne, the daughter of Thomas of Woodstock, Duke of Gloucester, sixth son of Edward III., and widow of Edmund, 1 Godwin de Prassul.
Page 48 - Henry was the son of John of Gaunt, Duke of Lancaster, fourth son of Edward III.
Page 21 - There Dutton Dutton kills ; a Done doth kill a Done ; A Booth a Booth ; and Leigh by Leigh is overthrown : A Venables against a Venables doth stand, And Troutbeck fighteth with a Troutbeck hand to hand ; There Molineux doth make a Molineux to die ; And Egerton the strength of Egerton doth try.
Page 149 - There hath beene yn tyme of mynd sum Paries of the Castel stonding now sum ruines of the Botoms of Waulles appere. Now it is caullid Holme Hylle. George Duke of Clarence, Brother to King Edward, had thought to have brought Avon aboute the Towne and to have enlarged the Town.
Page 287 - By wintry famine rous'd, from all the tract Of horrid mountains which the shining Alps, And wavy Apennine, and Pyrenees, Branch out stupendous into distant lands; Cruel as death, and hungry as the grave; Burning for blood; bony, and gaunt, and grim. Assembling wolves in raging troops descend; And, pouring o'er the country, bear along, Keen as the north wind sweeps the glossy snow. All is their prize.

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