Ivanhoe. With illustr. by m. Riou [and others].

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Strana 464 - ... brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of THEE a cloudy screen To temper the deceitful ray. And oh, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night, Be THOU, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning, and a shining light ! Our harps we left by Babel's streams, The tyrant's jest, the Gentile's scorn ; No censer round our altar beams, And mute our timbrel, trump, and horn.
Strana 336 - Heaven strike with the cause of the oppressed and of the captive!" She then uttered a loud shriek, and exclaimed, "He is down! — he is down!" "Who is down?" cried Ivanhoe: "for our dear Lady's sake, tell me which has fallen?" "The Black Knight," answered Rebecca, faintly: then instantly again shouted with joyful eagerness — "But no — but no!
Strana 336 - They pull down the piles and palisades; they hew down the barriers with axes.— His high black plume floats abroad over the throng, like a raven over the field of the slain.— They have made a breach in the barriers— they rush in— they are thrust back!— Front-de-Boeuf heads the defenders; I see his gigantic form above the press.
Strana 160 - but I have vowed, that if ever I take service, it should be with your royal brother King Richard. These twenty nobles I leave to Hubert, who has this day drawn as brave a bow as his grandsire did at Hastings. Had his modesty not refused the trial, he would have hit the wand as well as I.
Strana 9 - Why, how call you those grunting brutes running about on their four legs ? " demanded Wamba. " Swine, fool, swine," said *' '• ''/ the herd, " every fool knows ,' ^,,^^* that."
Strana 352 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility : But when the blast of war...
Strana 159 - added he, walking deliberately to the other end of the lists, and sticking the willow wand upright in the ground, " he that hits that rod at fivescore yards, I call him an archer fit to bear both bow and quiver before a king, an it were the stout King Richard himself.
Strana 334 - And I must lie here like a bedridden monk," exclaimed Ivanhoe, •"while the game that gives me freedom or death is played out by the hand of others ! Look from the window once again, kind maiden, but beware that you are not marked by the archers beneath. Look out once more, and tell me if they yet advance to the storm.
Strana 4 - Second, yet the great national distinctions betwixt them and their conquerors, the recollection of what they had formerly been, and to what they were now reduced, continued, down to the reign of Edward the Third, to keep open the wounds which the Conquest had inflicted, and to maintain a line of separation betwixt the descendants of the victor Normans and the vanquished Saxons.
Strana 75 - Knights, with a long retinue of their squires, In gaudy liveries march and quaint attires; One laced the helm, another held the lance, A third the shining buckler did advance. The courser paw'd the ground with restless feet, And snorting foam'd and champ'd the golden bit.

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