Philip Van Artevelde: A Dramatic Romance. In Two PartsChapman and Hall, 1862 - 456 páginas |
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... D'ARLON . GILBERT MATTHEW . SIR ROBERT MARESCHAULT , and others . WOMEN . ADRIANA VAN MERESTYN . CLARA VAN ARTEVELDE , Sister of Philip Van Artevelde . The SCENE is laid sometimes at GHENT , sometimes at BRUGES , or in its neighbourhood ...
... D'ARLON . GILBERT MATTHEW . SIR ROBERT MARESCHAULT , and others . WOMEN . ADRIANA VAN MERESTYN . CLARA VAN ARTEVELDE , Sister of Philip Van Artevelde . The SCENE is laid sometimes at GHENT , sometimes at BRUGES , or in its neighbourhood ...
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... D'ARLON . D'ARLON . I marvel , my good lord , you take that knave So freely to your counsels . EARL . Treason done Against my enemies secures him mine . His countrymen of Ghent can ne'er forgive him ; Which knowing , he will therefore ...
... D'ARLON . D'ARLON . I marvel , my good lord , you take that knave So freely to your counsels . EARL . Treason done Against my enemies secures him mine . His countrymen of Ghent can ne'er forgive him ; Which knowing , he will therefore ...
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... D'ARLON . One word , fair sir . D'ARLON . SIR GUISEBERT . My good lord , at your pleasure . D'ARLON . I have a foolish errand in your town . There is a damsel . . . . . . but your head is white ; You will not heed me . SIR GUISEBERT ...
... D'ARLON . One word , fair sir . D'ARLON . SIR GUISEBERT . My good lord , at your pleasure . D'ARLON . I have a foolish errand in your town . There is a damsel . . . . . . but your head is white ; You will not heed me . SIR GUISEBERT ...
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... D'ARLON . Leave that to me . ACT II . SCENE I. - GHENT . The House Van Artevelde . VAN ARTEVELDE and VAN DEN BOSCH . VAN DEN BOSCH . When they were brought together in the Square , I spake . I told them that they lack'd a chief ; For ...
... D'ARLON . Leave that to me . ACT II . SCENE I. - GHENT . The House Van Artevelde . VAN ARTEVELDE and VAN DEN BOSCH . VAN DEN BOSCH . When they were brought together in the Square , I spake . I told them that they lack'd a chief ; For ...
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... D'ARLON and CLARA VAN ARTEVELDE . She is engaged in binding up his arm , which is wounded . CLARA . False knight , thou com'st to see thy ladye love And canst not stay thy stomach for an hour But thou must fight i ' the street . Thy ...
... D'ARLON and CLARA VAN ARTEVELDE . She is engaged in binding up his arm , which is wounded . CLARA . False knight , thou com'st to see thy ladye love And canst not stay thy stomach for an hour But thou must fight i ' the street . Thy ...
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Philip Van Artevelde: A Dramatic Romance. In Two Parts, Tema 73 Sir Henry Taylor Vista completa - 1852 |
Philip Van Artevelde: A Dramatic Romance. In Two Parts, Tema 73 Sir Henry Taylor Vista completa - 1852 |
Términos y frases comunes
ACKERMAN ADRIANA AESWYN amongst arms Artevelde's blood BOSCH BOURBON bring Bruges BULSEN BURGHER BURGOMASTER BURGUNDY CAPTAIN CECILE CLARA CONSTABLE D'ARLON Duke DUKE OF BOURBON DUKE OF BURGUNDY Earl of Flanders Earl's ears ELENA Enter Exeunt Exit eyes FATHER JOHN Flemish FLEUREANT OF HEURLÉE France friar friends Ghent Gilbert Matthew give God's grace hand hath hear heard heart Heaven KING knight KORTZ lady LESTOVET live LOIS OF SANXERE look Lord of Arlon LORD OF COUCY Lord of Occo market-place Master mind MUCK never Oudenarde pardon peace PHILIP VAN ARTEVELDE RAOUL OF RANEVAL ROOSDYK SCENE Scheldt seem'd SIR FLEUREANT SIR GUISEBERT SIR LOIS SIR RAOUL sleep soul speak STOCKENSTROM tell thee There's thine things thou hast thought to-morrow town Twas VAN DEN BOSCH VAN MUCK VAN RYK VAUCLAIRE wherefore whilst White-Hoods WOMAN word Ypres
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Página xvi - That they are not a pipe for fortune's finger To sound what stop she please. Give me that man That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart, As I do thee.
Página 1 - ... navigation nor use of the commodities that may be imported by sea, no commodious building, no instruments of moving and removing such things as require much force, no knowledge of the face of the earth; no account of time, no arts, no letters, no society, and, which is worst of all, continual fear and danger of violent death, and the life of man solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.
Página 124 - There lies a sleeping city, God of dreams ! What an unreal and fantastic world Is going on below ! Within the sweep of yon encircling wall How many a large creation of the night, Wide wilderness and mountain, rock and sea, Peopled with busy, transitory groups, Finds room to rise, and never feels the crowd.
Página 29 - Compute the chances, And deem there's ne'er a one in dangerous times Who wins the race of glory, but than him A thousand men more gloriously endowed Have fallen upon the course ; a thousand others Have had their fortunes foundered by a chance, Whilst lighter barks...
Página 370 - Appear'd all blood, and swell'd and welter'd sore, And midmost in the eddy and the whirl My own face saw I, which was pale and calm As death could make it : — then the vision pass'd, And I perceived the river and the bridge, The mottled sky and horizontal moon, The distant camp, and all things as they were.
Página 39 - tis ignoble to have led my life In idle meditations — that the times Demand me, echoing my father's name ? Oh ! what a fiery heart was his ! such souls Whose sudden visitations daze the world, Vanish like lightning, but they leave behind A voice that in the distance far away Wakens the slumbering ages.
Página 423 - ... reasonable, as anticipation; that is, by force, or wiles, to master the persons of all men he can, so long, till he see no other power great enough to endanger him. And this is no more than his own conservation requireth, and is generally allowed. Also because there be some, that taking pleasure in contemplating their own power in the acts of conquest, which they pursue farther than their security requires...
Página 34 - I prithee, Van den Bosch, cut not that throat ; Roast not this man alive, or, for my sake, If roast he must, not at so slow a fire ; Nor yet so hastily impale this other, But give him time to ruminate and foretaste So terrible an end.
Página 30 - He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend. Eternity mourns that. "Tis an ill cure For life's worst ills, to have no time to feel them. Where sorrow's held intrusive and turned out, There wisdom will not enter, nor true power, Nor aught that dignifies humanity.
Página 99 - Oh, Sirs ! look round you lest ye be deceived ; Forgiveness may be spoken with the tongue, Forgiveness may be written with the pen, But think not that the parchment and mouth pardon Will e'er eject old hatreds from the heart. There's that betwixt you been which men remember Till they forget themselves, till all's forgot, Till the deep sleep falls on them in that bed From which no morrow's mischief knocks them up. There's that betwixt you been which you yourselves, Should ye forget, would then not...