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Side 280 - The saide Robert entertained an hundred tall men and good archers with such spoiles and thefts as he got, upon whom four hundred (were they ever so strong) durst" not give the onset. He suffered no woman to be oppressed, violated, or otherwise molested : poore mens goods he spared, abundantlie relieving them with that which by theft he got from abbeys and the houses of rich carles : whom Maior (the historian) blameth for his rapine and theft, but of all theeves he affirmeth him to be the prince,...
Side 225 - Twist thou and twine! in light and gloom A spell is on thine hand; The wind shall be thy changeful loom, Thy web, the shifting sand. Twine from this hour, in ceaseless toil, On Blackrock's* sullen shore; Till cordage of the sand shall coil Where crested surges roar.
Side 280 - An hundred valiant men had this brave Robin Hood, Still ready at his call, that bowmen were right good ; All clad in Lincoln green, with caps of red and blue...
Side 336 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Side 390 - In thee alone, fair land of liberty ! Is bred the perfect hound, in scent and speed As yet unrivall'd, while in other climes Their virtue fails, a weak degenerate race.
Side 251 - I chatter over stony ways, In little sharps and trebles, I bubble into eddying bays, I babble on the pebbles. With many a curve my banks I fret By many a field and fallow, And many a fairy foreland set With willow-weed and mallow.
Side 143 - Think nought a trifle, though it small appear ; Small sands the mountain, moments make the year, And trifles life.
Side 378 - there is a treaty of peace still extant, a thousand years old, between Charles the Bald and King Louis of Germany (dated AD 841), in which the German king takes an oath in what was the French tongue of that day, while the French king swears in the German of that era ; and neither of these oaths would now convey a distinct meaning to any but the learned in these two countries.
Side 378 - English scholar, he might say, who has not specially given himself up to the study of AngloSaxon, can interpret the documents in which the chronicles and laws of England were written in the days of King Alfred ; so that we may be sure that none of the English of the nineteenth century could converse with the subjects of that monarch if these last could now be restored to life.