Bentley's Miscellany, Volum 9Charles Dickens, William Harrison Ainsworth, Albert Smith Richard Bentley, 1841 |
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... Catesby and Keyes issued from the closet , while Garnet and the other conspirators likewise emerged from their hiding - places . Hearing the noise behind him , Lord Mount- eagle turned , and beholding the group , uttered an exclamation ...
... Catesby and Keyes issued from the closet , while Garnet and the other conspirators likewise emerged from their hiding - places . Hearing the noise behind him , Lord Mount- eagle turned , and beholding the group , uttered an exclamation ...
Side 115
... Catesby , Mounteagle then walked to the farther end of the room , and leaning against the wall , with his back to the conspirators , appeared buried in thought . " Take Tresham aside , " whispered Catesby to Wright . " I do not wish him ...
... Catesby , Mounteagle then walked to the farther end of the room , and leaning against the wall , with his back to the conspirators , appeared buried in thought . " Take Tresham aside , " whispered Catesby to Wright . " I do not wish him ...
Side 116
... Catesby . " Then I will decide for you , " replied Percy . must be abandoned . " " Our project " Never , " replied Fawkes , energetically . " Fly , and secure your own safety . I will stay and accomplish it alone . " " A brave ...
... Catesby . " Then I will decide for you , " replied Percy . must be abandoned . " " Our project " Never , " replied Fawkes , energetically . " Fly , and secure your own safety . I will stay and accomplish it alone . " " A brave ...
Side 117
... Catesby . " You shall have it in a word , sir , " replied Mounteagle , firmly . " I will not join you , but I will take the required oath of secrecy . " " Is this your final resolve , my lord ? " rejoined Catesby . " It is , " replied ...
... Catesby . " You shall have it in a word , sir , " replied Mounteagle , firmly . " I will not join you , but I will take the required oath of secrecy . " " Is this your final resolve , my lord ? " rejoined Catesby . " It is , " replied ...
Side 118
... Catesby , appealing to the others , " are you willing to let Lord Mounteagle depart upon the proposed terms ? " " We ... Catesby . " You must remain here till midnight . " Lord Mounteagle looked uneasy , but seeing remonstrance would be ...
... Catesby , appealing to the others , " are you willing to let Lord Mounteagle depart upon the proposed terms ? " " We ... Catesby . " You must remain here till midnight . " Lord Mounteagle looked uneasy , but seeing remonstrance would be ...
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Side 51 - And children coming home from school Look in at the open door; They love to see the flaming forge, And hear the bellows roar, And catch the burning sparks that fly Like chaff from a threshing floor.
Side 51 - His hair is crisp, and black, and long, His face is like the tan ; His brow is wet with honest sweat, He earns whate'er he can, And looks the whole world in the face, For he owes not any man.
Side 51 - It sounds to him like her mother's voice, Singing in Paradise! He needs must think of her once more, How in the grave she lies; And with his hard, rough hand he wipes A tear out of his eyes. Toiling, rejoicing, -sorrowing, Onward through life he goes; Each morning sees some task begin, Each evening sees it close; Something attempted, something done, Has earned a night's repose.
Side 49 - He shall not die, by G — ," cried my uncle Toby. The accusing spirit, which flew up to heaven's chancery with the oath, blushed as he gave it in ; and the recording angel, as he wrote it down, dropped a tear upon the word, and blotted it out for ever.
Side 233 - My Lord, Out of the love I bear to some of your friends, I have a care of your preservation. Therefore I would advise you, as you tender your life, to devise some excuse to shift off your attendance at this parliament. For God and man have concurred to punish the wickedness of this time.
Side 603 - Shakespeare was godfather to one of Ben Jonson's children, and, after the christening, being in a deep study, Jonson came to cheer him up, and asked him why he was so melancholy. ' No faith, Ben,' says he, ' not I, but I have been considering a great while what should be the fittest gift for me to bestow upon my godchild, and I have resolved at last.' ' I prythee, what ? ' says he. ' I* faith, Ben, I'll e'en give him a dozen good Latin (latten) spoons, and thou shalt translate them.
Side 487 - Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once; And He that might the vantage best have took, Found out the remedy: How would you be, If he, which is the top of judgment, should But judge you as you are? O, think on that; And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Like man new made.
Side 141 - King Henry, making a masque at the Cardinal Wolsey's house, and certain cannons being shot off at his entry, some of the paper or other stuff wherewith one of them was stopped, did light on the thatch, where being thought at first but an idle smoke, and their eyes more attentive to the show, it kindled inwardly, and ran round like a train, consuming within less than an hour the whole house to the very ground.
Side 137 - Men may talk of country Christmasses, Their thirty pound butter'd eggs, their pies of carps' tongues : Their pheasants drench'd with ambergris ; the carcases of three fat wethers bruised for gravy, to make sauce for a single peacock...
Side 477 - Who didst not change through all the past, And canst not alter now. The love where Death has set his seal, Nor age can chill, nor rival steal, Nor falsehood disavow: And, what were worse, thou canst not see Or wrong, or change, or fault in me.