Evenings with the old story tellers, select tales from the Gesta Romanorum [ed. by G.B.].1845 |
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... voice , he cried out with the dolorous accent , " Help , help ! draw me out of this ; perishing ! " A peasant crossing the forest heard his cry . At fir was frightened ; but after a moment or two , taking cou he approached the pit , and ...
... voice , he cried out with the dolorous accent , " Help , help ! draw me out of this ; perishing ! " A peasant crossing the forest heard his cry . At fir was frightened ; but after a moment or two , taking cou he approached the pit , and ...
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... voice of a man for all that , " said Massaccio . " Oh , if you are still there , " said Vitalis , " in the name of all that is dear to you , save me , that I may die at least at home , and not in this horrible pit . I can say no more ...
... voice of a man for all that , " said Massaccio . " Oh , if you are still there , " said Vitalis , " in the name of all that is dear to you , save me , that I may die at least at home , and not in this horrible pit . I can say no more ...
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... to him in form , in feature , and in voice , approached the river's bank , arrayed himself unperceived in the imperial garments , and then sprang on Jovinian's horse , and rode to meet the huntsmen , JOVINIAN THE PROUD EMPEROR . 11.
... to him in form , in feature , and in voice , approached the river's bank , arrayed himself unperceived in the imperial garments , and then sprang on Jovinian's horse , and rode to meet the huntsmen , JOVINIAN THE PROUD EMPEROR . 11.
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... voice , unto her lord , " My good lord and king , here is a fellow at the palace - gate that hath sent unto me , and bids me , by those secret signs known only to thou and me , to send him the imperial robes , and welcome him as my ...
... voice , unto her lord , " My good lord and king , here is a fellow at the palace - gate that hath sent unto me , and bids me , by those secret signs known only to thou and me , to send him the imperial robes , and welcome him as my ...
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... it were unbrok and if broken , resign it to me . " Then the emperor cried with a loud voice , " Ho ! my knig and servants , go ye to my daughter's chamber . " So the knights and servants went , and found not 38 ANCIENT MORAL TALES .
... it were unbrok and if broken , resign it to me . " Then the emperor cried with a loud voice , " Ho ! my knig and servants , go ye to my daughter's chamber . " So the knights and servants went , and found not 38 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.