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... honour of having displayed , at the crisis and turning - point of her political course , the wisdom , the firmness , and the self - control which alone enable a nation to reconcile freedom with order , and progress with precedent . To ...
... honour of having displayed , at the crisis and turning - point of her political course , the wisdom , the firmness , and the self - control which alone enable a nation to reconcile freedom with order , and progress with precedent . To ...
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... honoured by several royal visits . In the Castle Field his army was encamped . It now consisted of about six thousand men , and might easily have been increased to double the number , but for the want of arms . The Duke had brought with ...
... honoured by several royal visits . In the Castle Field his army was encamped . It now consisted of about six thousand men , and might easily have been increased to double the number , but for the want of arms . The Duke had brought with ...
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... honour . He loved her to the last , and he could not die with- 1 Henrietta , Baroness Wentworth , had followed Monmouth into his exile in Holland , and had sacrificed her jewels to provide funds for his expedition . out giving utterance ...
... honour . He loved her to the last , and he could not die with- 1 Henrietta , Baroness Wentworth , had followed Monmouth into his exile in Holland , and had sacrificed her jewels to provide funds for his expedition . out giving utterance ...
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... honoured and lamented Ossory . The effect of the spectacle was heightened by the recollection of more than one renowned event in which the warriors now pouring through the West Gate had borne a share . For they had seen service very ...
... honoured and lamented Ossory . The effect of the spectacle was heightened by the recollection of more than one renowned event in which the warriors now pouring through the West Gate had borne a share . For they had seen service very ...
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... honour . In the camp it was generally expected that Londonderry would fall without a blow . Rosen confidently predicted that the mere sight of the Irish army would terrify the garrison into submission . But Richard Hamilton , who knew ...
... honour . In the camp it was generally expected that Londonderry would fall without a blow . Rosen confidently predicted that the mere sight of the Irish army would terrify the garrison into submission . But Richard Hamilton , who knew ...
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Page 474 - If you have writ your annals true, 'tis there, That, like an eagle in a dovecote, I Flutter'd your Volscians in Corioli : Alone I did it. — Boy ! Auf.
Page 369 - While round the armed bands Did clap their bloody hands. He nothing common did or mean Upon that memorable scene: But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try. Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head, Down as upon a bed.
Page 461 - Rochelle, proud city of the waters, Again let rapture light the eyes of all thy mourning daughters. As thou wert constant in our ills, be joyous in our joy, For cold, and stiff, and still are they who wrought thy walls annoy.
Page 459 - And crushed and torn beneath his claws the princely hunters lay. Ho ! strike the flagstaff deep, Sir Knight : ho ! scatter flowers, fair maids : Ho ! gunners, fire a loud salute : ho ! gallants, draw your blades : Thou sun, shine on her joyously — ye breezes, waft her wide; Our glorious SEMPER EADEM, the banner of our pride.
Page 462 - And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may — For never saw I promise yet of such a bloody fray — Press where ye see my white plume shine, amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme, to-day, the helmet of Navarre.
Page 462 - And we cried unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for his own holy name, and Henry of Navarre.
Page 460 - Till the proud peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales, Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales, Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height, Till streamed in crimson on the wind the Wrekin's crest of light...
Page 459 - The fisher left his skiff to rock on Tamar's glittering waves : The rugged miners poured to war from Mendip's sunless caves: O'er Longleat's towers, o'er Cranbourne's oaks, the fiery herald flew: He roused the shepherds of Stonehenge, the rangers of Beaulieu. Right sharp and quick the bells all night rang out from Bristol town, And ere the day three hundred horse had met on Clifton down...
Page 458 - It was about the lovely close of a warm summer day, There came a gallant merchant-ship full sail to Plymouth Bay ; Her crew had seen Castile's black fleet, beyond Aurigny's Isle, At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving many a mile. At sunrise she escaped their van, by God's especial grace; And the tall Pinta, till the noon, had held her close in chase.
Page 461 - With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land; And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand: And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's...