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Page 12
... Front - de - Bœuf with a ghastly and constrained laugh . " The infidel Jew - it was merit with heaven to deal with him as I did , else wherefore are men canonized who dip their hands in the blood of Saracens ? -The Saxon porkers , whom ...
... Front - de - Bœuf with a ghastly and constrained laugh . " The infidel Jew - it was merit with heaven to deal with him as I did , else wherefore are men canonized who dip their hands in the blood of Saracens ? -The Saxon porkers , whom ...
Page 13
... Front - de - Bœuf ; " she hath long drunken of this cup , and its bitterness is sweetened to see that thou dost partake it . - Grind not thy teeth , Front - de - Bœuf - roll not thine eyes -clench not thy hand , nor shake it at me with ...
... Front - de - Bœuf ; " she hath long drunken of this cup , and its bitterness is sweetened to see that thou dost partake it . - Grind not thy teeth , Front - de - Bœuf - roll not thine eyes -clench not thy hand , nor shake it at me with ...
Page 14
... Front - de - Bœuf , " that moment shalt thou never witness - Ho ! Giles , Clement , and Eustace ! Saint Maur and Stephen ! seize this damned witch , and hurl her from the battlements headlong - she has betrayed us to the Saxon . - Ho ...
... Front - de - Bœuf , " that moment shalt thou never witness - Ho ! Giles , Clement , and Eustace ! Saint Maur and Stephen ! seize this damned witch , and hurl her from the battlements headlong - she has betrayed us to the Saxon . - Ho ...
Page 15
... Front- de - Bœuf ; " my followers bear them bravely - my walls are strong and high - my comrades in arms fear not a whole host of Saxons , were they headed by Hengist and Horsa ! -The war - cry of the Tem- plar and of the Free ...
... Front- de - Bœuf ; " my followers bear them bravely - my walls are strong and high - my comrades in arms fear not a whole host of Saxons , were they headed by Hengist and Horsa ! -The war - cry of the Tem- plar and of the Free ...
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... Front- de - Boeuf ! -- May Mista , Skogula , and Zernebock , gods of the ancient Saxons - fiends , as the priests ... Bœuf could hear the crash of the ponderous key as she locked and double - locked the door behind her , thus ...
... Front- de - Boeuf ! -- May Mista , Skogula , and Zernebock , gods of the ancient Saxons - fiends , as the priests ... Bœuf could hear the crash of the ponderous key as she locked and double - locked the door behind her , thus ...
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Abbot Albert answered arms Athelstane Avenel Beaumanoir better betwixt Black Knight blood Bracy brethren Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called Captain castle Cedric champion church companion Dame Elspeth Dame Glendinning daughter death evil exclaimed eyes Father Eustace Father Philip fear Fitzurse Friar Friar Tuck Front-de-Bœuf glen Glendearg Grand Master Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven Holy Order honour horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jedediah Cleishbotham Jewess King knave knowest lance Locksley look maiden Malvoisin Monastery Monk never noble Order Outlaw pray Preceptor priest Prince John Prior ransom Rebecca replied reverend father Richard Richard Plantagenet Rowena Sacristan Saint Dunstan Saint George Saint Mary's Saxon shew Sir Knight stranger Sub-Prior sword tell Templar Temple Templestowe thee ther thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt Tibb tion tower voice Waldemar Wamba Wilfred woman words yeoman
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Page 312 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress, and a dubious hand; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
Page 19 - Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more; Or close the wall up with our English dead ! In peace, there's nothing so becomes a man, As modest stillness, and humility : But when the blast of war...
Page 19 - And you, good yeomen, Whose limbs were made in England, show us here The mettle of your pasture; let us swear That you are worth your breeding— which I doubt not; For there is none of you so mean and base That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
Page 182 - With priest's and warrior's voice between. No portents now our foes amaze, Forsaken Israel wanders lone : Our fathers would not know Thy ways, And Thou hast left them to their own. But present still, though now unseen ! When brightly shines the...
Page 183 - To temper the deceitful ray. And oh, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night, Be THOU, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning, and a shining light! Our harps we left by Babel's streams, The tyrant's jest, the Gentile's scorn; No censer round our altar beams, And mute our timbrel, trump, and horn.