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... Verheyden . Getting tired of the wars , he came back to England with his wife , where they lived together five or six years without children . The story goes that he was a man of fierce and crooked temper ; choleric , and unreasonable ...
... Verheyden . Getting tired of the wars , he came back to England with his wife , where they lived together five or six years without children . The story goes that he was a man of fierce and crooked temper ; choleric , and unreasonable ...
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... Verheyden ( the youth has ever borne his mother's name ) in the Seminary . His Lordship took a liking to him and brought him into his own service . Master Albert was then but eighteen . There is the whole story . It is as dry as a ...
... Verheyden ( the youth has ever borne his mother's name ) in the Seminary . His Lordship took a liking to him and brought him into his own service . Master Albert was then but eighteen . There is the whole story . It is as dry as a ...
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... Verheyden , and Master Benedict Leonard God save you both ! " said Dauntrees . " I say amen to that , and God save his lordship , besides ! " ejaculated the publican with a drunken formality of utterance . " I would not disturb your ...
... Verheyden , and Master Benedict Leonard God save you both ! " said Dauntrees . " I say amen to that , and God save his lordship , besides ! " ejaculated the publican with a drunken formality of utterance . " I would not disturb your ...
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... Verheyden shall look to the cost of it . " The Fleming modestly bowed , as he replied with that peculiar foreign gesture and accent , neither of which may be described , " Lord Charles is good . He is the son of his father , Lord Cecil ...
... Verheyden shall look to the cost of it . " The Fleming modestly bowed , as he replied with that peculiar foreign gesture and accent , neither of which may be described , " Lord Charles is good . He is the son of his father , Lord Cecil ...
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... waiting his arrival . They had just returned from the town , whither they had gone after doing their errand to the fort . Albert Verheyden bore a packet secured with silken strings and sealed , which he 46 ROB OF THE BOWL .
... waiting his arrival . They had just returned from the town , whither they had gone after doing their errand to the fort . Albert Verheyden bore a packet secured with silken strings and sealed , which he 46 ROB OF THE BOWL .
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Albert Verheyden Alice amongst Anthony Warden Arnold beach Black House Blanche Warden boat brigantine brought brow Captain Dauntrees Chiseldine cloak Collector Colonel Talbot companions comrades Coode council creek Cripple Crow and Archer dame dance devil Dickon door ejaculated Escalfador exclaimed Father Pierre favor Fendall friends Garret Weasel gave give hand hath head heard heart honor horse hour Iago Inigoe's Isle of Kent Jerome's John Coode la Grange Lady Maria laugh light look Lord Baltimore Lordship maiden Mary's Mary's river Master Albert Master Cocklescraft Master Rob Master Verheyden merry Mistress Blanche never night Olive Branch Pamesack party port priest Proprietary province publican quarrel replied river Rose Croft scarce Secretary seen shore skipper smile speak spirit stood sword Talbot tell thee thou thought to-night tone town turn voice Warrington whilst whispered wife Willy worshipful yawl
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Page 9 - And half a tillage stints thy smiling plain: No more thy glassy brook reflects the day, But, choked with sedges, works its weedy way. Along thy glades, a solitary guest, The hollow-sounding bittern guards its nest; Amidst thy desert walks the lapwing flies, And tires their echoes with unvaried cries. Sunk are thy bowers in shapeless ruin all, And the long grass o'ertops the mouldering wall; And trembling, shrinking from the spoiler's hand, Far, far away, thy children leave the land.
Page 156 - TELL me not, sweet, I am unkind, — That from the nunnery Of thy chaste breast and quiet mind To war and arms I fly. True, a new mistress now I chase, The first foe in the field ; And with a stronger faith embrace A sword, a horse, a shield. Yet this inconstancy is such As you, too, shall adore ; I could not love thee, dear, so much. Loved I not honour more.
Page 262 - A Ranger, lady, winds his horn, And 'tis at peep of light; His blast is heard at merry morn, And mine at dead of night.
Page 9 - Amidst thy bowers the tyrant's hand is seen, And desolation saddens all thy green: One only master grasps the whole domain, And half a tillage...
Page 373 - It is our op'ning day. Nor board nor garner own we now, Nor roof nor latched door, Nor kind mate, bound by holy vow To bless a good man's store...
Page 135 - Bell my wife she loves not strife, Yet she will lead me if she can ; And oft, to live a quiet life...
Page 65 - She cast her weeds away, And to the palmy shore she hied, All in her best array. In sea-green silk so neatly clad, She there impatient stood ; The crew with wonder saw the lad Repel the foaming flood.
Page 177 - Fellows, to mount a bank. Did your instructor In the dear tongues, never discourse to you Of the Italian mountebanks ? Per.
Page 72 - Which seemly was to see; A hood to that so neat and fine, In colour like the columbine, Ywrought full featously.
Page 17 - Nevertheless he was wholly correct when he described the "grassy court," shut in by a "sweep of wall," in front of the Castle. "Admission," he declared, "was gained through a heavy iron gate swung between square, stuccoed pillars, each of which was surmounted by a couchant lion carved in stone."' No lions have yet come to light, but the brick footings of the courtyard enclosing wall and of the main gateway still survive solid just beneath the top soil. The portal was ten feet wide — wide enough...