 Here on the doorstead of my father's house, The blood of his they spilt is seen no more. But when I was a child I saw it there ; For so long as my widow-mother lived Water came never near the sanguine stain. She loved to show it me, and then with awe,...  Philip van Artevelde, a dramatic romance - Página 21por sir Henry Taylor - 1844Vista completa - Acerca de este libro
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1834 - 564 páginas
...patrimony to me, Whose paying off would clear my soul's estate.' — p. 52. And again he says, — 1 Here on the doorstead of my father's house, The blood...hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard the tale — which, like a daily prayer Repeated, to a rooted feeling grew — How long he fought — how... | |
 | 1834 - 566 páginas
...sprung and flourished. ' VAN DEN BOsCH. ' Nay, Master Philip, let the past be past. ' ARTEVELDE. ' Here on the doorstead of my father's house The blood...lived Water came never near the sanguine stain. She lov'd to show it me, and then with awe, But hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard the tale... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - 1835 - 524 páginas
...weal had sprung and flourished. VAN DEN BOSCH. Nay, master Philip, let the past be past. ARTEVELDE. Here on the doorstead of my father's house The blood...hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard the tale — which like a daily prayer Repeated to a rooted feeling grew — How long he fought, how falsely... | |
 | 1834 - 562 páginas
...patrimony to me, Whose paying off would clear my soul's estate.' — p. 53. And again he says, — • Here on the doorstead of my father's house, The blood...hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard the tale— which, tike a daily prayer Repeated, to a rooted feeling grno — How long he fought— how... | |
 | James Sheridan Knowles - 1847 - 344 páginas
...their common weal had sprung and flourished. Van den B. Nay, Master Philip, let the past be past. Art. Here on the doorstead of my father's house. The blood...lived Water came never near the sanguine stain. She lov'd to show it me, and then with awe, — But hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard the... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 páginas
...their common weal had sprung and flourished. Van den B. Nay, Master Philip, let the past be past. Art. Here, on the doorstead of my father's house, The blood...hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard the tale ; which, like a daily prayer Repeated, to a rooted feeling grew, — How long he fought ; how... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - 1852 - 478 páginas
...weal had sprung and flourish 'd. VAN DEN BOSCH. Nay, Master Philip, let the past be past. ARTEVELDE. Here on the doorstead of my father's house The blood...hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard the tale — which like a daily prayer Repeated to a rooted feeling grew — How long he fought, how falsely... | |
 | Epes Sargent - 1852 - 570 páginas
...their common weal had sprung and flourished. Van den B. Nay, Master Philip, let the past be past. Art. Here, on the doorstead of my father's house, The blood...widow-mother lived Water came never near the sanguine stain. ti She loved to show it me ; and then, with awe, But hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard... | |
 | 1854 - 576 páginas
...their common weal had sprung and flourished. Van den B. Nay, Master Philip, let the past be past. Art. Here, on the doorstead of my father's house, The blood of his they spilt is seen no more. But when 1 was a child I saw it there ; For so long as my widow-mother lived Water came never near the sanguine... | |
 | 1856 - 518 páginas
...their common weal had sprung and flourished. Van den B. Nay, Master Philip, let the past be past. Art. Here on the doorstead of my father's house, The blood...hoarding still the purpose of revenge, I heard the tale — which, like a daily prayer Repeated, to a rooted feeling grew — How long he fought, how... | |
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