Cæsar Borgia, by the author of 'Whitefriars'.1846 |
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... speaking it more to the matter to say— person . " " Nay , monsignor , for a knight and eremite of holy Austin you speak it harshly , " said Messer Bembo . " The first espousals were when she was a mere child , and I doubt whether she ...
... speaking it more to the matter to say— person . " " Nay , monsignor , for a knight and eremite of holy Austin you speak it harshly , " said Messer Bembo . " The first espousals were when she was a mere child , and I doubt whether she ...
23 psl.
... speak worse of the devil than he deserves , or of himself even , who is not so good a fellow ! " " Calumny hath not spared so reverend a man as yourself , Messer Pietro , " said the English knight . " Nay , she speaks even ill of me ...
... speak worse of the devil than he deserves , or of himself even , who is not so good a fellow ! " " Calumny hath not spared so reverend a man as yourself , Messer Pietro , " said the English knight . " Nay , she speaks even ill of me ...
58 psl.
... speak and think very dismally , brother , among these great , sprawling , ghostly pine forests . " " We learn to die , " said the prior , with melancholy austerity . " Alas ! it is an art which we all acquire at the first trial ...
... speak and think very dismally , brother , among these great , sprawling , ghostly pine forests . " " We learn to die , " said the prior , with melancholy austerity . " Alas ! it is an art which we all acquire at the first trial ...
82 psl.
... speak as the thought flashes over my mind - that if my sometime brother , the Duke of Gandia , for instance , would obligingly gratify my father , who whines so often over the fate of his firstborn , that was forsooth so beautiful and ...
... speak as the thought flashes over my mind - that if my sometime brother , the Duke of Gandia , for instance , would obligingly gratify my father , who whines so often over the fate of his firstborn , that was forsooth so beautiful and ...
91 psl.
... speak an in- articulate babble . But discretion was a quality which the Borgia esteemed in his instruments , and this enforced silence made him acceptable to his European master , who raised him gradually to a post which obtained him in ...
... speak an in- articulate babble . But discretion was a quality which the Borgia esteemed in his instruments , and this enforced silence made him acceptable to his European master , who raised him gradually to a post which obtained him in ...
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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.