Evenings with the old story tellers, select tales from the Gesta Romanorum [ed. by G.B.].1845 |
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... brought to himself by hearing the cries of despair which Vitalis uttered . " Will no one help me ? " said he . " Ah , then , must I die ? O God , O God ! " and he wept and sobbed in a heartbreaking manner . " It is certainly the voice ...
... brought to himself by hearing the cries of despair which Vitalis uttered . " Will no one help me ? " said he . " Ah , then , must I die ? O God , O God ! " and he wept and sobbed in a heartbreaking manner . " It is certainly the voice ...
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... brought it to the cottage of Massaccio . Massaccio embraced the grateful ape . The lion then uttering a delicate roar , led him to a corner of the cot- tage where he saw an enormous provision of game , two sheep , three kids , hares and ...
... brought it to the cottage of Massaccio . Massaccio embraced the grateful ape . The lion then uttering a delicate roar , led him to a corner of the cot- tage where he saw an enormous provision of game , two sheep , three kids , hares and ...
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... brought in Jovinian , and he stood before the lord of the castle , and again declared himself to be the emperor Jovinian . Loud laughed the knight to the emperor . " What thou my lord the emperor ! art mad , good fellow ? Come , give ...
... brought in Jovinian , and he stood before the lord of the castle , and again declared himself to be the emperor Jovinian . Loud laughed the knight to the emperor . " What thou my lord the emperor ! art mad , good fellow ? Come , give ...
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... brought Jovinian unto the duke's great hall , the duke looked on him , but knew him not . And v Jovinian reiterated his story , and spoke angrily unto the d he pitied him , " Poor mad fellow , " said the good duke , have but just now ...
... brought Jovinian unto the duke's great hall , the duke looked on him , but knew him not . And v Jovinian reiterated his story , and spoke angrily unto the d he pitied him , " Poor mad fellow , " said the good duke , have but just now ...
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... foolish that ye have not brought your house with you . " " My house , Sir Knight ! how meanest thou ? large and broad , made of stones and mortar ; how sh my hou I bring with me my house ? thou art beside 36 ANCIENT MORAL TALES .
... foolish that ye have not brought your house with you . " " My house , Sir Knight ! how meanest thou ? large and broad , made of stones and mortar ; how sh my hou I bring with me my house ? thou art beside 36 ANCIENT MORAL TALES .
Términos y frases comunes
Abibas Adalbero asked battle of Verneuil beautiful began bird brother brought called captain castle child Cinderella cried Dacian daughter dear Domaso door dwarfs emperor Eugenia exclaimed eyes fairy father fear fell Fulgentius gave giant give gold Guido hand head heard heart heaven Herbert Holy Land honour horse Jack Jonathan Jovinian juniper tree king King Arthur king's knew knight lady Lathom lived looked lord maiden marriage Massaccio Messer Torello Mick morning mother never Ninus noble palace passed Pavia Pertinax Peter Klaus poor prince princess queen rejoined replied round Saladin Saracens seized Semiramis servant sisters sleep Snow-flake soldier soon stone stood story Subtilia sword tale tell thee thing Thompson thou thought Tim Jarvis told took traveller tree turned whilst wife wished woman wonderful wood young
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Página 6 - But clear and artless pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross," each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The Man of Ross...
Página 52 - Approach'd the careless guide, and thrust him in ; Plunging he falls, and rising lifts his head, Then flashing turns, and sinks among the dead. Wild, sparkling rage inflames the father's eyes, He bursts the bands of fear, and madly cries,
Página 6 - Balk'd are the courts, and contest is no more. Despairing quacks with curses fled the place, And vile attorneys, now a useless race.
Página 52 - Though loud at first the pilgrim's passion grew, Sudden he gaz'd, and wist not what to do; Surprise in secret chains his words suspends, And in a calm his settling temper ends. But silence here the beauteous angel broke, The voice of music ravish'd as he spoke.
Página 7 - Who builds a church to God, and not to Fame, Will never mark the marble with his name : Go, search it there,* where to be born and die, Of rich and poor, makes all the history ; Enough, that virtue fill'd the space between ; Proved, by the ends of being, to have been.
Página 7 - In the worst inn's worst room, with mat half hung, The floors of plaster, and the walls of dung, On once a flock-bed, but repaired with straw, With tape-tied curtains never meant to draw, The George and Garter...
Página 89 - By clean conveyance disappear; And now two bloody swords are there. A purse she to a thief exposed; At once his ready fingers closed. He opes his fist, the treasure's fled; He sees a halter in its stead.
Página 98 - Puss, and being informed that her kittens would stock the whole country, bargained with the captain for the whole ship's cargo, and then gave him ten times as much for the cat as all the rest amounted to. The captain then took leave of the royal party, and set sail with a fair wind for England, and after a happy voyage arrived safe in London. One morning Mr. Fitzwarren had just come to his countinghouse and seated himself at the desk, when somebody came tap, tap, at the door. "Who's there?" said...
Página 6 - Vaga echoes through her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who hung with woods yon mountain's sultry brow ? From the dry rock who bade the waters flow ? Not to the skies in useless columns tost, Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that heaven-directed spire to rise ?
Página 25 - Watch ye for ye know not the day nor the hour when the Son of Man cometh an impressive solemn discourse — [March] 14 Tuesday Evening [1848] Quite unwell last evening but about.