History of the ancient noble family of MarmyunH.K. Causton, Birchin-Lane, Cornhill; may be had of John Booth, Duke-Street, Portland-Chapel; C. Chapple, Pall-Mall; Sherwood and Company, Paternoster-Row; and of all booksellers in the United Kingdom, 1817 - 204 Seiten |
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ancient anno appointed apud arms barons bishop bishops of Durham brother castle of Tamworth cest CHARLES DYMOKE charter claimed coheirs coronation coronation of Richard county of Lincoln court crown D'ni Dalderby divers Dugdale duke of Hereford duke of Lancaster duke of Norfolk earl of Arundel earldom Edward III England Esch father Freville Geffery gold granted hath held Henrici Henry III Henry VIII Herald Hiberniæ holden honor Ibid inheritance Inspeximus Joane JOHN DYMOKE Kenninghall king Henry King's Champion knight Kyme lady Lancaster Herald lands London lord Marmyun Majesty Majesty's manor of Scrivelsby Marmion Marmyun Marmyun family married mayor myun noble Normandy occasion office of King's Parliament PERCY performed Philip Polesworth queen quod realm Regis reign Reyne Richard II Robert de Montalt Robert Marmyun Royal Highness serjeanty sir John Tamworth Castle tenure thee thou tion Vide Westminster wife Witringham
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Seite 96 - Kingdom, or that he ought not to enjoy the same, here is his Champion, who saith that he lieth, and is a false traitor, being ready in person to combat with him, and in this quarrel will adventure his life against him on what day soever he shall be appointed.
Seite 43 - The war, that for a space did fail, Now trebly thundering swelled the gale, And ' Stanley ! ' was the cry. A light on Marmion's visage spread, And fired his glazing eye ; With dying hand above his head He shook the fragment of his blade, And shouted ' Victory ! — Charge, Chester, charge! On, Stanley, on!
Seite 68 - O'er Scottish hills to range ; And hide themselves in quaint disguise, And oft their dress they change. Sir Bertram, clad in gown of gray, Most like a palmer poor, To halls and castles wanders round, And begs from door to door.
Seite 63 - I'll rescue thee, Or perish by their hand. Young Bertram bow'd with glad assent, And spur'd his eager steed, And, calling on his Lady's name, Rush'd forth with whirlwind speed. As when a grove of sapling oaks The livid lightning rends ; So fiercely, 'mid the opposing ranks, Sir BERTRAM'S sword descends. This way and that he drives the steel, And keenly pierces thro' ; And many a tall and comely knight With furious force he slew.
Seite 72 - And quick his sword he drew; The stranger turn'd in sudden rage, And at Sir Bertram flew. With mortal hate their vigorous arms Gave many a vengeful blow; But Bertram's stronger hand prevail'd, And laid the stranger low. "Die, traitor, die!"—A deadly thrust Attends each furious word. Ah! then fair Isabel knew his voice, And rush'd beneath his sword. "O stop,
Seite 55 - Now heaven, I trust, hath joys in store To crown thy constant breast; For, know, fond hope assures my heart That we shall soon be blest. Not far from hence stands Coquet isle, Surrounded by the sea; There dwells a holy friar, well known To all thy friends and thee : Tis father Bernard, so revered For every worthy deed; To Raby castle he shall go, And for us kindly plead.
Seite 58 - TALE. Young lord, thy grandsire had a friend In days of youthful fame; Yon distant hills were his domains; Sir Bertram was his name. Where'er the noble Percy fought, His friend was at his side; And many a skirmish with the Scots Their early valour tried.
Seite 48 - my simple store, Dried fruits, and milk, and curds ; " And spreading all upon the board, Invites with kindly words. " Thanks, father, for thy bounteous fare," The youthful couple say : Then freely ate, and made good cheer, And talked their cares away.
Seite 74 - And raised it from the ground. My brother, alas ! spake never more ; His precious life was flown ; She kindly strove to soothe my pain, Regardless of her own. Bertram, she said, be comforted, And live to think on me : May we in heaven that union prove, Which here was not to be ! Bertram...
Seite 75 - He quickly formed his brave design To set me captive free ; And on the moor his horses wait, Tied to a neighbouring tree. Then haste, my love ; escape away, And for thyself provide ; And sometimes fondly think on her Who should have been thy bride.