Cæsar Borgia, by the author of 'Whitefriars'.1846 |
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... Heaven intended the total extirpation of the Italian race ! And yet , amidst all this chaos , the serene glory of ... heavens of poesy , whose very tears are but weepings of sunshine . But it was chiefly as a school of arms that the ...
... Heaven intended the total extirpation of the Italian race ! And yet , amidst all this chaos , the serene glory of ... heavens of poesy , whose very tears are but weepings of sunshine . But it was chiefly as a school of arms that the ...
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... heaven , until the topmost shone white as if with snow , and bounded the immense view . The travellers proceeded for some time in silence , probably too fatigued for conversation , as they seemed to have made a long journey , their ...
... heaven , until the topmost shone white as if with snow , and bounded the immense view . The travellers proceeded for some time in silence , probably too fatigued for conversation , as they seemed to have made a long journey , their ...
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... heaven there is above ! " said the poetical canon , who looking devoutly up for celestial aid , was struck with the exceedingly beautiful blue of the sky , in which myriads of stars beamed silvery pale , though daylight lingered yet ...
... heaven there is above ! " said the poetical canon , who looking devoutly up for celestial aid , was struck with the exceedingly beautiful blue of the sky , in which myriads of stars beamed silvery pale , though daylight lingered yet ...
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... heaven , his glorious courage makes me wish him success , though it be to save one of that detested brood ! " " The rock trembles beneath his feet ; he means to leap ! Sir knight ! ' tis madness return ! shouted Messer Niccolò . - " Let ...
... heaven , his glorious courage makes me wish him success , though it be to save one of that detested brood ! " " The rock trembles beneath his feet ; he means to leap ! Sir knight ! ' tis madness return ! shouted Messer Niccolò . - " Let ...
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... heaven ! I would rather be acknowledged , at this moment , the lawful heir of my old foster - father Schiavone's poverty , than remain the monstrous bastard of a priest ! " " Is it possible ? " exclaimed Machiavelli , gazing 78 CESAR ...
... heaven ! I would rather be acknowledged , at this moment , the lawful heir of my old foster - father Schiavone's poverty , than remain the monstrous bastard of a priest ! " " Is it possible ? " exclaimed Machiavelli , gazing 78 CESAR ...
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Alexander Alfonso arms ballerina barons Beaufort beauty beheld Biccocco Borgia brother Bruno canon Capua Carthusians Colonna Colonna palace command dark Dominican Don Migueloto Donna Lucrezia dost doubt Duke of Romagna Egeria exclaimed eyes Fabrizio Fabrizio Colonna Faenza fear Ferrara Fiamma friar gaze Ghetto glance hand hastened hath hear heard heart heaven holy father honour Hospitaller Hospitaller's instant instantly Italy jester Knight of St lady lance laughing Le Beaufort light look lord Lucrezia Borgia Machiavelli Messer Bembo Messer Niccolò mingled Miriam monk murder Nepi noble Oliverotto da Fermo palace Paolo Orsino passion pause perchance pilgrims podestà pontiff prince Prince of Salerno replied Cæsar Rome Ronciglione ruins rushed San Leo Santangelo scarcely seemed shouted signor silence Sinigaglia Sir Reginald smile soul strange suddenly suspicions thee thine thou art thou hast thou wilt thought tion tone turned utter visage Vitellozzo voice wild yonder
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243 psl. - Than wishest should be undone.' Hie thee hither, That I may pour my spirits in thine ear ; And chastise with the valour of my tongue All that impedes thee from the golden round, Which fate and metaphysical aid doth seem To have thee crown'd withal.
4 psl. - KNOW ye the land where the cypress and myrtle Are emblems of deeds that are done in their clime? Where the rage of the vulture, the love of the turtle, Now melt into sorrow, now madden to crime...
167 psl. - I smile, And cry, Content, to that which grieves my heart ; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
17 psl. - For herein may be seen noble chivalry, courtesy, humanity, friendliness, hardiness, love, friendship, cowardice, murder, hate, virtue, and sin. Do after the good and leave the evil, and it shall bring you to good fame and renown.
30 psl. - And he, as one, might midst the many stand Unheeded, searching through the crowd to find Fit speculation! such as in strange land He found in wonder-works of God and nature's hand.
194 psl. - By aught than Romans Rome should thus be laid ? She who was named Eternal, and arrayed Her warriors but to conquer — she who veiled Earth with her haughty shadow, and displayed, Until the o'er-canopied horizon failed, Her rushing wings — Oh ! she who was Almighty hailed ! LXXXV.
208 psl. - Yet must I think less wildly :— I have thought Too long and darkly, till my brain became, In its own eddy boiling and o'erwrought, . A whirling gulf of phantasy and flame : And thus, untaught in youth my heart to tame, My springs of life were poison'd.
159 psl. - tis true. Look here, lago ; All my fond love thus do I blow to heaven : 'Tis gone. Arise, black vengeance, from thy hollow cell ! Yield up, O love, thy crown and hearted throne To tyrannous hate ! Swell, bosom, with thy fraught, For 'tis of aspics
251 psl. - O, how this spring of love resembleth The uncertain glory of an April day ; Which now shows all the beauty of the sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away ! Re-enter PANTHINO.
348 psl. - tis in my custody. Oth. Ha! lago. O, beware, my lord, of jealousy ; It is the green-eyed monster, which doth mock The meat it feeds on : that cuckold lives in bliss Who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger ; But, O, what damned minutes tells he o'er Who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves ! Oth.