Forest days

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41. oldal - It is a weary place, this world, to dwell in, and life but a grim and discontented tenant of the house !" He paused, and looked at the papers again, but it seemed difficult for him to fix his mind upon them. " It is strange," he continued — " I am not often thus ; but I feel as if all things were passing away from me. Can it be, that sometimes the spirit has an indication of coming fate, from beings that we see not ? — It may be so — but it is weak to give way to such thoughts. It is with human...
246. oldal - I will chastise him for it soundly." " If he have not broke my leg it is not his fault," replied the man, dismounting, and limping round his horse ; " and you have as great a share in it, mad priest, for bringing his heels round where they had no business to be.
4. oldal - B waved their green boughs over many of the richest manufacturing districts of Great Britain, and the lair of the fawn and the burrow of the coney were found, where now appear the fabric and the mill...
163. oldal - Go on ; I will not make you wait. We shall meet again in half an hour." A faint smile came upon the lip of the dying man. " Must it be so ?" he asked. " Well, then, range your men ! Upon them altogether ! and let the traitors, who have betrayed their country, make such a field, that Evesham plain shall be sung and talked of so long as liberty is dear to the hearts of Englishmen. — Hark, they are coming !" he continued, in a faint voice, with his eye rolling languidly from side to side. " No, my...
139. oldal - What ! to the right ?" exclaimed De Montfort. " How came he there ? — Well, let them come ! they will meet more than they expected. My sou is on the left. Advance our wing, my good Lord of Monthermer, that we may join with him more easily." " My lord, you are deceived," said Hugh, eagerly ; " the banners you have seen are not your son's." " But " cried De Montfort. " Speak, sirrah !" exclaimed Hugh, turning sternly to the cross-bow man, whom he had driven down before him ; " speak, and let the...
155. oldal - Bohun rose and regained his horse, his deliverer was killed by a quarrel from a crossbow. In another part the king himself was assailed, and wounded by one of his own son's followers, who had even shortened his lance to pin him to the earth, as he lay prostrate before him, when throwing back his aventaille, the monarch exclaimed, "Out upon thee, traitor, — I am Henry of Winchester, thy king! Where is my son?" As he spoke, a knight, taller by a head than any man around, and clothed from the crown...
247. oldal - Psha!" said the serving-man, looking up at the inn. " You are jesting foully, friar; I am sorry I let you join us. Is this the hostel you boasted had such good wine ? It seems but a poor place for such commendation.
5. oldal - I speak of, however, glass had become plentiful in England, and though cottages were seldom ornamented with anything like a lattice, yet no house with the rank and dignity of an inn, where travellers might stop in rainy and boisterous weather, was now without windows, formed of manifold small lozenge-shaped pieces of glass, like those still frequently employed in churches, only of a smaller size. The inn was a gay-looking, cheerful place, either in fine weather or in foul; for, as there are some...
3. oldal - ... contain some striking scenes of those times; and I trust that the struggle of feelings, depicted in the third volume, may afford you matter of some interest. Believe me to be, My Dear Sir, With the highest esteem, Your most faithful servant, GPR JAMES. FOREST DAYS. CHAPTER I. MERRY England ! — Oh, merry England ! What a difference has there always been between thee and every other land ! What a cheerfulness there seems to hang about thy very name! What yeoman-like hilarity is there in all the...
83. oldal - He was still strong and powerful, however — though gaunt and meagre ; a brown tint of health was upon his face, and the light of clear and strong intelligence was in his eye. His features were aquiline, and somewhat harsh, his chin prominent, his brow strongly marked, and his forehead high and capacious, with his white hair lying lightly upon it, like snow upon a mountain. Notwithstanding several defects in point of beauty, and a sternness of outline in almost every feature...

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