Original Letters: Illustrative of English History; Including Numerous Royal Letters, from Autographs in the British Museum, and One Or Two Other CollectionsHarding, 1824 - English letters |
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Ambassador Anne of Denmark Bishop Christ Coll coach commanded JOSEPH MEAD Countess of Buckingham Court crowned death desire Dover Duke of Buckingham Earl Elizabeth England Essex farre Felton fitt France Francis Cottington French frend Gentlemen give Grace HARL hath hear heard Highnes hope horse House humble Infanta jesty Jewels King Charles King James King of Spaine KING'S HAND Lady LANSD LETTER London Lord Burghley Lord Chamberlain Lordship loving lyke Madame Majesty's Matie maye Mead to Sir night Orig Parliament person present Prince Charles Prince Henry Prince's Queen quhat receaved Reggina Sacred Majestie sayd sent servants Sir Francis Sir John Sir Martin Stuteville Sir Philip Sir Richard Sir Thomas Sir Thomas Parry Sir William STEENIE tell thaire thee ther therfore things thinke thought tion told Tuesday tyme unto whereof
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Page 310 - whether the Kinge fled. Sir this is non other but the hand of God, and to him alone belongs the glorie, wher in none are to share with him. The General! has served you with all faythfullness and honor, and the best commendations I can give him is that I dare say hee
Page 304 - horse [and] routed all wee charged. The particularsI cannot relate now: but I believe of twenty thousand, the Prince hath not four thousand left. Give glory, all the glory, to God. Sir, God hath taken away your eldest sonn by a cannon shott. Itt brake his legge. Wee were necessitated to have itt cutt off,
Page 51 - and Ruler over many other kingdoms and dominions, our dere and loving Sister, greeting, To the right high and wourthie prynce our deare and loving sister Elizabeth, by the grace of God, Queene of England, France, and Ireland, and of many other Countries. Your Ma
Page 246 - STEENIE I HAVE receaved your Letter by Die Greame, this is my Answer. I command you to send all the French away to morrow out of the Toune. If you can, by faire meanes (but stike not longe in disputing) otherways force them away, dryving them away lyke so manie wyld beastes untili ye
Page 25 - mine whom ere now yt hath pleased yow to favor, to instruct yow trewly of that which ys to yerksom for my penne to tell yow. I beseche yow that as God and many moe knowe, how innocent I am in this case: so you will believe me, that yf I had bid
Page 316 - the loss of Bristol be a great blow to me, yet your sur' rendering it as you did, is of so much affliction to me, that it makes me • not only forget the consideration of that place, but is likewise the greatest
Page 199 - her feet, (she, seeming higher than report was, reaching to his shoulders) which she soon perceiving discovered, and showed him her shoes, saying to this effect, " Sir, I stand upon mine own feet. I have no helps by art. Thus high I am, and am neither higher than lower.
Page 304 - Winge which I commanded, being our owne horse, saving a few Scottes in our reere, beat all the Prince's horse. God made them as stubble to our swords. Wee charged their Regiments of foote with
Page 120 - was highly displeased. He made choise of some thirty of the civillest and best fashioned gentlemen of the House to sup with him. And being at supper, took a cup of wine in one hand, and held his sword drawn in the other, and so began a health to the distressed Lady Elizabeth
Page 43 - with her stately port and majestical departure, than with the tartness of her princely checks : and turning to the Traine of her Attendants, thus said : ' God's death my Lords ' (for that was her oath ever in anger) ' I ' have been enforced this day to scoure up my old Latin that hath lain long