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Página 8 - Were half the power that fills the world with terror, Were half the wealth bestowed on camps and courts, Given to redeem the human mind from error, There were no need of arsenals or forts: The warrior's name would be a name abhorred!
Página 72 - I made them lay their hands in mine and swear To reverence the King, as if he were Their conscience, and their conscience as their King, To break the heathen and uphold the Christ, To ride abroad redressing human wrongs, To speak no slander, no, nor listen to it, To honour his own word as if his God's, To lead sweet lives in purest chastity, To love one maiden only, cleave to her, And worship her by years of noble deeds, Until they won her...
Página 106 - At this the challenger, with fierce defy, \ His trumpet sounds ; the challenged makes reply : ' With clangour rings the field, resounds the vaulted sky. ) Their vizors closed, their lances in the rest, Or at the helmet pointed or the crest, They vanish from the barrier, speed the race, And spurring see decrease the middle space.
Página 6 - Honour and shame from no condition rise ; Act well your part, there all the honour lies.
Página 38 - When the devil was sick, the devil a monk would be, When the devil was well, the devil a monk was he.
Página 47 - Then, accosting the Spaniard, he said, "Christian, the person you have killed is my son ; his body is now in my house. You ought to suffer, but you have eaten with me, and I have given you my faith, which must not be broken.
Página 39 - What sculpture is to a block of marble, education is to a human soul. The philosopher, the saint, or the hero ; the wise, the good, or the great man, very often lie hid and concealed in a plebeian, which a proper education might have dis-interred, and have brought to light.
Página 9 - Farewell, a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man; To-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him : The third day, comes a frost, a killing frost; And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 47 - ... person then in his power. He mentioned this to no one, but, as soon as it was dark, retired to his garden, as if...
Página 47 - His pursuers soon lost sight of him, for he had, unperceived, thrown himself over a garden wall. The owner, a Moor, happening to be in his garden, was addressed by the Spaniard on his knees, who acquainted him with his case, and implored concealment. " Eat this," said the Moor, giving him half a peach ; " you now know that you may confide in my protection.