An English Garner: Ingatherings from Our History and Literature, Volume 8

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A. Constable and Company, 1896
 

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Page 610 - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips, and cranks,* and wanton* wiles, Nods, and becks, and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
Page 542 - Fair stood the wind for France, When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry ; But putting to the main, At Caux, the mouth of Seine, With all his martial train, Landed King Harry.
Page 543 - Which he neglects the while As from a nation vile, . Yet with an angry smile Their fall portending. And turning to his men, Quoth our brave Henry then, ' Though they to one be ten, Be not amazed ; Yet have we well begun, Battles so bravely won Have ever to the sun By fame been raised.
Page 602 - Then I looked on all the works that my hands had wrought, and on the labour that I had laboured to do : and , behold , all was vanity and vexation of spirit, and there was no profit under the sun.
Page 545 - Clarence, in steel so bright, Though but a maiden knight. Yet in that furious fight, Scarce such another. Warwick in blood did wade.
Page 541 - That long there doth not live. When as the luscious smell Of that delicious land, Above the seas that flows, The clear wind throws, Your hearts to swell Approaching the dear strand.
Page 543 - The Duke of York so dread The eager vaward led ; With the main Henry sped, Amongst his henchmen. Exeter had the rear, A braver man not there ; O Lord, how hot they were On the false Frenchmen ! They now to fight are gone...
Page 590 - Then Job arose, and rent his mantle, and shaved his head, and fell down upon the ground, and worshipped, and said, Naked came I out of my mother's womb, and naked shall I return thither : the LORD gave, and the LORD hath taken away ; blessed be the name of the LORD.
Page 602 - For there is no remembrance of the wise more than of the fool for ever ; seeing that which now is in the days to come shall all be forgotten. And how dieth the wise man? as the fool.
Page 476 - After he had long discoursed of the manner of the Queen's sickness and of her death, he asked what letters I had from the Council. I told him, none : and acquainted him how narrowly I escaped from them. And yet I had brought him a blue ring from a fair lady, that I hoped would give him assurance of the truth that I had reported. He took it and looked upon it, and said, " It is enough : I know by this you are a true messenger.

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