Royal Women: Their History and Romance

A.C. McClurg & Company, 1913 - 216 Seiten
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Biographical sketches of Queen Elizabeth, Marie Antoinette, Mary Queen of Scots, and Josephine of France written to provide insight into the private lives of royal women.

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Seite 8 - Let's dry our eyes: and thus far hear me, Cromwell; And, when I am forgotten, as I shall be, And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of, say, I taught thee...
Seite 9 - And — when I am forgotten, as I shall be ; And sleep in dull cold marble, where no mention Of me more must be heard of — say, I taught thee, Say, Wolsey — that once trod the ways of glory, And sounded all the depths and shoals of honor...
Seite 22 - Christ was the word that spake it; He took the bread and brake it ; And what the word did make it, That I believe and take it.
Seite 52 - Think, in this batter'd Caravanserai Whose Portals are alternate Night and Day, How Sultan after Sultan with his Pomp Abode his destined Hour, and went his way.
Seite 9 - O Cromwell, Cromwell, Had I but served my God with half the zeal I served my king, he would not in mine age Have left me naked to mine enemies.
Seite 82 - I've seen around me fall, Like leaves in wintry weather, I feel like one Who treads alone Some banquet hall deserted, Whose lights are fled, Whose garlands dead, And all but he departed.
Seite 101 - WAS this the face that launched a thousand ships And burned the topless towers of Ilium?
Seite 9 - Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee; Corruption wins not more than honesty. Still in thy right hand carry gentle peace, To silence envious tongues. Be just, and fear not: Let all the ends thou aim'st at be thy country's...
Seite 29 - PHOUD and lowly, beggar and lord. Over the bridge they go : Rags and velvet, fetter and sword, Poverty, pomp and woe. Laughing, weeping, hurrying ever, Hour by hour they crowd along, While, below, the mighty river Sings them all a mocking song. Hurry along, sorrow and song, All is vanity 'neath the sun; Velvet and rags, so the world wags, Until the river no more shall run. Dainty, painted, powdered and gay, Rolleth my lady by ; Rags-and-tatters, over the way, Carries a heart as high. Flowers and...

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