Son of DustLoyola Press, 2010 - 448 Seiten Fulcun Geroy, a brooding young lord in eleventh-century Normandy, is torn between his love for God and his obsession with the wife of a rival at the court of William the Conqueror. He becomes entangled in an adulterous liaison that triggers a frightful storm of warfare and revenge. CS-09 Convert tables to image?H. F. M. Prescott's riveting historical novel explores the stark choices that arise when religious passion clashes with erotic desire. It is an artful and morally serious tale of wounded lovers climbing a difficult path of renunciation, purification, and healing. |
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... Fulcun fixed his eyes on the iron shoe of his scabbard that lay beside his leg on the grass. He only looked when Geroy stood over against him, looking down. up “It is hot,” says Geroy. He looked hot. “Where is your horse?” asked Fulcun ...
... Fulcun fixed his eyes on the iron shoe of his scabbard that lay beside his leg on the grass. He only looked when Geroy stood over against him, looking down. up “It is hot,” says Geroy. He looked hot. “Where is your horse?” asked Fulcun ...
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... Fulcun stood , the heavy air was full of a faint mutter of sound ; snores , long - drawn sleepy sighs , the sharp rustle of straw when someone flung over to be more at ease . Fulcun looked down at them , and beyond to the other end of ...
... Fulcun stood , the heavy air was full of a faint mutter of sound ; snores , long - drawn sleepy sighs , the sharp rustle of straw when someone flung over to be more at ease . Fulcun looked down at them , and beyond to the other end of ...
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... look- ing at the man. Farther off Fulcun saw young Robert. The children were all at the shallows of the stream beyond the sheep pool, with bunches of whins and thorny bushes tied on poles, waiting for the odd scraps of wool to come ...
... look- ing at the man. Farther off Fulcun saw young Robert. The children were all at the shallows of the stream beyond the sheep pool, with bunches of whins and thorny bushes tied on poles, waiting for the odd scraps of wool to come ...
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... Fulcun with a twist of his big mouth and a grin . “ D'you think they would ? Herold said the sun must shine on all ... looked at him . He was not smiling now . “ And why ? ” says he , and looked away from Fulcun's face because it was so ...
... Fulcun with a twist of his big mouth and a grin . “ D'you think they would ? Herold said the sun must shine on all ... looked at him . He was not smiling now . “ And why ? ” says he , and looked away from Fulcun's face because it was so ...
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... Fulcun cried sharply , “ It's all foul — it's all— ” He stopped short and ... looked at Robert as though there were no one there , and said in a very ... Fulcun stopped he sat for a long time silent , biting at his fingers and frowning ...
... Fulcun cried sharply , “ It's all foul — it's all— ” He stopped short and ... looked at Robert as though there were no one there , and said in a very ... Fulcun stopped he sat for a long time silent , biting at his fingers and frowning ...
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Abbot Osbern Alde Alençon Alianor answer Apulia began Belesme Bishop Ivo Caen Caharel castle caught church Courville cried Custance Dame Aelis dark dead door Duke Guillelm duke's Echauffour Emma eyes face Falaise faldstool Fervacques fingers frowning Fulcun Geroy Fulcun looked Fulcun says Fulcun turned gate Geroy's gone gown Guion H. F. M. Prescott hair hand hauberk head heard Herfast Herluin horn horse Jon Hassler knees knew laughed leaned lifted Mabille Mahalt Marmoutier Mauger Mayenne mind minute monks Montgaudri morning mouth moved muttered night Normandy Osmunt pale pulled Raol ride Robert Geroy rode Rogier of Montgommeri round Rumer Godden saddle Saint-Céneri Saint-Évroult says Fulcun says Robert serfs shoulder shouted shut silence smiled spear spoke stared stopped suddenly sword swung thing thought told tower voice waited wanted watched woman wood wrist yard young Robert
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 353 - He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
Seite 353 - He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head. He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone : And mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
Seite 99 - So brainsickly of things. Go get some water, And wash this filthy witness from your hand. Why did you bring these daggers from the place ? They must lie there : go carry them, and smear The sleepy grooms with blood. Macb. I'll go no more: I am afraid to think what I have done ; Look on't again I dare not.
Seite 37 - For thou lovest all the things that are, and abhorrest nothing which thou hast made: for never wouldest thou have made any thing, if thou hadst hated it.
Seite 181 - And if thy foot offend thee, cut it off: it is better for thee to enter halt into life, than having two feet to be cast into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched : * where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.
Seite 81 - The Definition of Love My love is of a birth as rare As 'tis for object strange and high: It was begotten by Despair Upon Impossibility. Magnanimous Despair alone Could show me so divine a thing, Where feeble Hope could ne'er have flown But vainly flapped its tinsel wing.
Seite 375 - They that fear the Lord will prepare their hearts, and humble their souls in his sight, Saying, We will fall into the hands of the Lord, and not into the hands of men: for as his majesty is, so is his mercy.
Seite 309 - I CANNOT come to you. I am afraid. I will not come to you. There, I have said. Though all the night I lie awake and know That you are lying, waking, even so. Though day by day you take the lonely road, And come at nightfall to a dark abode. Yet if so be you are indeed my friend, Then in the end, There is one road, a road I've never gone, And down that road you shall not pass alone. And there's one night you'll find me by your side. The night that they shall tell me you have died.
Seite 3 - Being with thy dear blood clean washed from sin, May live for ever in felicity ; And that thy love we weighing worthily May likewise love thee for the same again ; And for thy sake, that all like dear didst buy, With love may one another entertain. So let us love, dear love, like as we ought : Love is the lesson which the Lord us taught.
Seite 265 - Ah, traitor untrue, said King Arthur, now hast .thou betrayed me twice. Who would have weened that, thou that hast been to me so lief and dear? and thou art named a noble knight, and would betray me for the richness of the sword.