Hawkwood, a romance of Italy, 2 tomas |
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... wine , women , and ungodly company- an oppressor of the innocent , and a scorner of our holy religion - do they speak the truth ? " 66 " My lord ? " " Well ! " " Do I deserve to be upbraided with my father's errors ? " " Such men seldom ...
... wine , women , and ungodly company- an oppressor of the innocent , and a scorner of our holy religion - do they speak the truth ? " 66 " My lord ? " " Well ! " " Do I deserve to be upbraided with my father's errors ? " " Such men seldom ...
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sir John Hawkwood. apartment curiously ; " if age improves tapestry as it does wine , your walls are rarely hung , for by'r lady , it seems to be of the most venerable antiquity . But how is this , Julio : you look grave as St. Peter ...
sir John Hawkwood. apartment curiously ; " if age improves tapestry as it does wine , your walls are rarely hung , for by'r lady , it seems to be of the most venerable antiquity . But how is this , Julio : you look grave as St. Peter ...
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... wine or women to get the upper hand . But Conrad Lando - Heaven rest his bones ! for he sleeps now beneath Apulian turf - drank , as you all know , like a fish , swore like an infidel , and was the terror of all the nunneries in Italy ...
... wine or women to get the upper hand . But Conrad Lando - Heaven rest his bones ! for he sleeps now beneath Apulian turf - drank , as you all know , like a fish , swore like an infidel , and was the terror of all the nunneries in Italy ...
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... wine . And then , sweet Catharine , you know the rest . " " Sweet Catharine ! -fair woman , -forsooth ! You too can flatter , like the best of us , when it suits your purpose . But , tell me , what has this handsome youth done to incur ...
... wine . And then , sweet Catharine , you know the rest . " " Sweet Catharine ! -fair woman , -forsooth ! You too can flatter , like the best of us , when it suits your purpose . But , tell me , what has this handsome youth done to incur ...
183 psl.
... wine , " allow me to pledge you , and in this cup let the feud which for more than a century has divided our families , be buried for ever . " " With all my heart , " replied the hereditary enemy of the Visconti , extending his hand ...
... wine , " allow me to pledge you , and in this cup let the feud which for more than a century has divided our families , be buried for ever . " " With all my heart , " replied the hereditary enemy of the Visconti , extending his hand ...
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66 My lord Antonio Antonio della Scala appearance arms astonishment astrologer Bernabo Bernabo Visconti betwixt blood brother Carlo castle chamber comrade conspirators conti continued countrymen Doge domestic Donnina door dress Duke of Orleans enemies entered exclaimed eyes fate father fear follow Francesco Carrara friar friends Genoa Ghibelline glancing Gonzaga guests hand hastily Hawkwood head heard heaven horse immediately instantly Italy Jacopo John Galeazzo Julio La Scala Lady Agnes left the room length letter live Lombardy look Lord of Milan lord of Padua Lord of Verona Manfredi master means ment monk Montanini nephew never night Oliver Padua palace prince prisoner Ralpho replied Alfred replied Visconti ruler of Milan Salembeni seat secretary seemed silence spoke stood thou thought to-morrow to-night tone troops turned Tuscany tyrant uncle uncle's usurper Velasco Venetian Venice Verona Vicenza voice wife wine young Count youth
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