Coombe Abbey: An Historial Tale of the Reign of James the FirstW. Curry, 1844 - 591 páginas |
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answer anxiety anxious appeared arms believe Blanche Cunnyngham Blanche's blessed brother Captain de Lacy Catesby cause child church circumstances Clare Compton Revel Coombe Abbey countenance cousin Coventry cried danger daughter deep desire door Dunchurch effect Elizabeth Everard Digby eyes face faith father Father Garnet Fawkes fear feelings felt Garnet gaze Guy Fawkes Guy's Cliff hand happy hastily Hazelden head heard heart Henlip Herbert Cunnyngham honour hope Jesuit knew Lacy's Lady Anne Dudley Lady Edith St Lady Harrington Lady Lucia Leamington leave lips little princess look Lord Harrington Lord St manner mind nature never noble object once pain party passed Percy perhaps person poor possessed present priest princess Quartley Queen replied scene seat seemed sentiments sigh silent smile speak spirit stood tell thee thou thought tone unhappy uttered vicar voice Warwickshire William de Lacy wish words young
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Página 192 - OF BEDFORD*. This morning, timely rapt with holy fire, I thought to form unto my zealous Muse, What kind of creature I could most desire To honour, serve, and love, as Poets use. I meant to make her fair, and free, and wise, Of greatest blood, and yet more good than great ; I meant the day-star should not brighter rise, Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat. I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet, Hating that solemn vice of greatness, pride ; I meant each softest virtue there should...
Página 497 - God so loved the world, as to give his only begotten Son; that whosoever believeth in him may not perish, but have life everlasting.
Página 181 - Keep innocency, and take heed unto the thing that is right : for that shall bring a man peace at the last.
Página 192 - Nor lend like influence from his lucent seat. I meant she should be courteous, facile, sweet, Hating that solemn vice of greatness, pride ; I meant each softest virtue there should meet, Fit in that softer bosom to reside. Only a learned, and a manly soul I purposed her ; that should, with even powers, The rock, the spindle, and the sheers control Of Destiny, and spin her own free hours. Such when I meant to feign, and wished to see, My Muse bade, BEDFORD write, and that was she ! LXXVI I.
Página 162 - With the saints' and angels' quire. " 0 my soul, of heavenly birth, Do thou scorn this basest earth ; Place not here thy joy and mirth, Where of bliss is greatest dearth. " From below thy mind remove, And affect the things above ; Set thy heart, and fix thy love, Where thou truest joys shalt prove.
Página 407 - ... and the tremblings of mortal agony that they had suffered in the passage of the grave. It was the music of another state of being. It lasted till the shadows of evening fell deeper, and the red dusky glare, as it issued stronger from the concealed recess...
Página 496 - God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish but have everlasting life." " Herein is love, not that we loved God but that he loved us, and sent his Son to be the propitiation for our sins.
Página 142 - That it may please thee to bring into the way of truth all such as have erred, and are deceived; We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord.
Página 543 - Come unto me, all ye that are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest" He smiled and wept, when he spoke these words.
Página 407 - The accordant tones of a hundred human voices — and one which seemed more than human — ascended together to heaven for mercy to mankind — for pardon to a guilty and sinning world. It had nothing in it of this earth — nothing that breathed the ordinary feelings of our nature. It seemed as if every sense and power had been concentered into that plaintive expression of lamentation, of deep suffering and supplication, which possessed the soul.