The Albigenses, by the author of 'Bertram'. |
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الصفحة 150
... Mattathias , a ferocious warrior and eloquent preacher , who had stoutly , but vainly , opposed that day the clubs and arrows of his band to the lances and swords of the crusaders ; and , defeated as he and his desperate followers were ...
... Mattathias , a ferocious warrior and eloquent preacher , who had stoutly , but vainly , opposed that day the clubs and arrows of his band to the lances and swords of the crusaders ; and , defeated as he and his desperate followers were ...
الصفحة 151
... Mattathias stood sternly erect , streaming with blood , and silent as the dead around him ; leaning on his heavy club , which had been wielded not in vain that day ; but those who knew him ( and Genevieve was one ) dreaded when that ...
... Mattathias stood sternly erect , streaming with blood , and silent as the dead around him ; leaning on his heavy club , which had been wielded not in vain that day ; but those who knew him ( and Genevieve was one ) dreaded when that ...
الصفحة 155
... by it so strong , as for some time to suspend every other feeling . Boanerges and the deacon Mephibosheth ( for Mattathias still stood leaning on his bloody club in the rear of the cavern , like some THE ALBIGENSES . 155.
... by it so strong , as for some time to suspend every other feeling . Boanerges and the deacon Mephibosheth ( for Mattathias still stood leaning on his bloody club in the rear of the cavern , like some THE ALBIGENSES . 155.
الصفحة 156
... Mattathias stood in fierce stillness , ) and fed their kindled spirits by every art of inflammation . The tumult increased , and the multitude appeared like the trees of a forest , groaning and tossing under the power of tempestuous ...
... Mattathias stood in fierce stillness , ) and fed their kindled spirits by every art of inflammation . The tumult increased , and the multitude appeared like the trees of a forest , groaning and tossing under the power of tempestuous ...
الصفحة 158
... Mattathias was called on to address them , and he prepared ; but , after a long pause of internal conflict , such was the fierce intensity of his emotions , and so powerful their action on his gigantic frame , that when he at length ...
... Mattathias was called on to address them , and he prepared ; but , after a long pause of internal conflict , such was the fierce intensity of his emotions , and so powerful their action on his gigantic frame , that when he at length ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
abbot of Normoutier Albigenses Albigeois Amand amid Amirald answered armour attendants band bear beauty behold Bishop of Toulouse blood Boanerges castle of Courtenaye champion church Count of Toulouse Count Raymond cried Crusaders cursed damsels dark deacon deemed ears exclaimed eyes fear feeling female fierce flung gazed Genevieve gleam guerite guests hall hand hath head hear heard heart Heaven heretics hills holy knave lady Isabelle lady's lance Languedoc light look lord abbot Lord of Courtenaye maiden Mattathias men-at-arms Mephibosheth minstrel Monfort Monk of Montcalm mountains murmured never noble pale pastor pause perchance peril Pierre pray quoth Raymond of Toulouse rock rode round saints seemed Semonville shout Simon de Monfort Sir Aymer Sir Paladour smile sound spirit spoke squire steed stood tell terror thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt towers trembling utter valour Verac voice wearied whispered wild words wound youth
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الصفحة 227 - If Balak would give me his house full of silver and gold, I cannot go beyond the word of the Lord my God, to do less or more.
الصفحة 158 - Blount and Fitz-Eustace rested still With Lady Clare upon the hill, On which (for far the day was spent) The western sunbeams now were bent. The cry they heard, its meaning knew, Could plain their distant comrades view ; Sadly to Blount did Eustace say, " Unworthy office here to stay ! No hope of gilded spurs to-day. — But see ! look up — on Flodden bent The Scottish foe has fired his tent.
الصفحة 205 - ... companionship, and not in a combat with others. In such society as she has described, it was scarcely to be expected that Mrs. Grant's worth, and especially her intellectual powers, should be estimated at their true value. It somewhat resembled " the broad unnatural light" into which Thalaba entered, " That made the rose's blush of beauty pale, And dimmed the rich geranium's purple blaze" ; and the wild flowers, however beautiful, which alone Mrs.
الصفحة 247 - Breviary, gorgeously illuminated, and a black marble tripod, supporting a vase of holy-water : certain amulets, too, lay on the hearth, placed there by the care of Dame Marguerite, some in the shape of relics, and others in less consecrated forms, on which the lady was often observed by her attendants to look somewhat disregardfully. The great door of the chamber was closed by the...
الصفحة 247 - Claudine prepared to obey as the lady sunk to rest amid softened lights, subdued odours, and dying melodies. A silver lamp, richly fretted, suspended from the raftered roof, gleamed faintly on the splendid bed. The curtains were of silk, and the coverlet of velvet, faced with miniver ; gilded coronals and tufts of plumage shed alternate gleam and shadow over every angle of the canopy; and tapestry of silk and silver covered every compartment of the walls, save where the uncouthly constructed doors...
الصفحة 245 - Slay me, and thou wilt be satisfied of the truth. The hairs grow inward— the wolfish coat is within — the wolfish heart is within — the wolfish fangs are within ; — yet, still, here is the food, and I cannot gnaw it as a wolf should :" — and he made the execrable morsel again visible. " Sir wolf," said Paladour, gathering strength and courage for this fearfV!
الصفحة 70 - I Glenallan's Earl this tide, And ye were Roland Cheyne, The spur should be in my horse's side, And the bridle upon his mane. "If they hae twenty thousand blades, And we twice ten times ten, Yet they hae but their tartan plaids, And we are mail-clad men. "My horse shall ride through ranks sae rude, As through the moorland fern, Then neer let the gentle Norman blude Grow cauld for Highland kerne.
الصفحة 186 - Victim to filial love. ARVIRAGUS ! Thou hadst no sister near the bloody field, Whose sorrowing search, led by yon orb of night, Might find thy body; wash with tears thy wounds ; And wipe them with her hair.