This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.
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25848 | And what do you give_ me_, father? |
25848 | But what shall I do with my five thousand pounds,asked Henry,"if you do not give me either house or land?" |
25848 | What do you see now? |
25848 | Is that true?" |
25848 | So saying, he advanced toward William, and accosted him by saying,"Why should you conceal from us your news? |
7672 | And when again, my grandmother? |
7672 | How is that? |
7672 | What old ruin looms yonder? |
7672 | What weave they, then, good grandmother? |
7672 | And yon castle towards the west?" |
7672 | But saw you not, as we rode along, the lowering brows? |
7672 | But to my question, my gentle Rolf; this London must be rich?" |
7672 | But who and what is this same Hilda? |
7672 | How know I but what the next year the raven flag may stream over these waters? |
7672 | The writer in the Athenaeum is acquainted with Homeric personages, but who on earth would ever presume to assert that he is acquainted with Homer? |
7672 | Would any words from the modern vocabulary suggest the same idea, or embody the same meaning? |
7672 | and heard you not the angry murmurs? |
7672 | one of thy kith and kin?--surely not less than kingly blood runs so bold?" |
7672 | shall I ever return to the nineteenth century again? |
38513 | And haue you taken all this paines( said he) haue you trauailed thus farre to tell me this? |
38513 | And what are we then aduantaged,( said they) by the death of his father? |
38513 | And whereas much is spoken of the Bishop of_ London_, what is that to the Archbishop of_ Canterbury_? |
38513 | And yet what did the King by this sale of Church dignities, but that which was most frequent in other places? |
38513 | But how should I expect any better vsage? |
38513 | But what if another be in possession of the Kingdome? |
38513 | For what honour had he gained by his former victories, if when he came to the greatest pinch of danger, hee should fearefully shrinke backe? |
38513 | For what if he who is debarred for disabilitie shall afterward haue a sonne free from all defects? |
38513 | Hereat the King grew impatient, and said:_ What? |
38513 | His fathers treasure was at their deuotion: desired they encrease of possessions? |
38513 | Is it not an errour to be so curious in other matters, and so carelesse in this? |
38513 | Shall euery filthie finger defile our reputation? |
38513 | Shall our Honour be basely buried in the drosse of rude and absurd writings? |
38513 | When it was caried vnto him, being then not perfectly in health, he espied the crackt place, and thereupon enquired, if any man had worne it before? |
38513 | Who hath lesse then hee, who can iustly tearme nothing his owne? |
38513 | [ 68] will he readily giue place to this right? |
38513 | doest thou take these to be conuenient hose for a King? |
38513 | when they haue not their Generall an eye witnesse of their performance? |
38513 | when they want his sight, his encouragement, his example to enflame them to valour? |
38513 | with what heart should the Souldiers fight, when they haue not his presence for whom they fight? |
7673 | And that? |
7673 | And thou, Taillefer the minstrel, lovest thou not song for the sake of song? |
7673 | But methought, though my knowledge of English troubles is but scant, that Siward was the sworn foe to Godwin? |
7673 | Father, have my behests been fulfilled?--hath Hugoline, my treasurer, dispensed the gifts that I spoke of? |
7673 | Hearest thou this, Lord Seneschal? 7673 Know you not, in truth?" |
7673 | Lovest thou not, William Lord of Breteuil, lovest thou not fame for the sake of fame? |
7673 | Nay, how with thee, dear friend and king? 7673 No schism in thy Church? |
7673 | Thou fearest that man, and why? |
7673 | Thy name, young knight? |
7673 | Have I said eno''to prove why, for the sake of nations, it were wise for the pontiff to stretch the harsh girths of the law? |
7673 | How fares it with thee?" |
7673 | Methought that I then banished thee my realm?" |
7673 | Out spoke the Frank Archbishop then, a priest devout and sage,"When peace and plenty wait thy word, what need of war and rage? |
7673 | Pray you, is it the Saxon custom to enter a king''s hall so garbed, and drink a knight''s wine so mutely?" |
7673 | The Duke started from his reverie, and bowed his head: then said, rather abruptly,"Is not yon blazon that of King Alfred?" |
7673 | This House of Godwin, thou wilt not again let it tower above thy palace?" |
7673 | Thy name? |
7673 | We may never meet again, William,--age creeps over me, and who will succeed to my thorny throne?" |
7673 | Wherefore?" |
7673 | While yet time, why not both seek some quiet convent, and put away these earthly cares?" |
7673 | Why waste a land as fair as aught beneath the arch of blue, Which might be thine to sow and reap?" |
7673 | Why, if thou desirest not rewards, shouldst thou thus care to serve me-- thou, a foreigner?" |
7673 | Yea, have I said eno''to prove that the humble clerk can look on mundane matters with the eye of a man who can make small states great?" |
7673 | cried Taillefer, with his usual bluffness, and laughing with great glee,"why wouldst thou not listen to me, monseigneur?" |
7676 | And they have not tormented thee again with the thoughts of the convent? |
7676 | Come they,said he,"with so large a train? |
7676 | Didst thou not fortell our return in triumph from the unjust outlawry, and, lo, it hath come to pass? 7676 Githa,"she said at last,"where is thy lord? |
7676 | Githa,she said, slowly,"doubtless thou rememberest in thy young days to have seen or heard of the terrible hell- maid Belsta?" |
7676 | Gurth,said he,"is not this the morning of the sixth day in which we have been at the King''s Court?" |
7676 | Have I not told thee, son of Godwin,said the Vala, solemnly,"that Edith''s skein of life was inwoven with thine? |
7676 | How darest thou, Abbot Fatchere,cried Alred, indignantly;"How darest thou revive grief without remedy, and slander without proof?" |
7676 | How fares it, dear father? |
7676 | How so, kinswoman, how so? |
7676 | Is it so?--Is there peace in the home where the thought of Harold becomes a sin? |
7676 | They? 7676 Vala,"said Harold, gloomily,"I will not oppose my sense to thy prophecies; for who shall judge of that power of which he knows not the elements? |
7676 | Without proof? |
7676 | And what royal robe so invests with imperial majesty the form of a man as the grave sense of power responsible, in an earnest soul? |
7676 | Between brother and brother shall there not be love, as the best bequest of the dead?" |
7676 | But when and where, my kinswoman?" |
7676 | Dost thou deem that my charms have not explored the destiny of the last of my race? |
7676 | For who makes his way to greatness without raising foes at every step? |
7676 | Gurth, has my father ailed? |
7676 | Where is Hilda? |
7676 | Why askest thou?" |
7676 | Without proof before man; but did he try the ordeals of God?--did his feet pass the ploughshare?-- did his hand grasp the seething iron? |
7676 | and hast thou not"( here Githa''s proud face flushed)"foretold also that my stately Harold shall wear the diadem of a king?" |
7676 | and who ever rose to power supreme, without grave cause for blame? |
7676 | and why didst thou forsake thy train?" |
7676 | or despise the marvel of which he can not detect the imposture? |
7678 | And what terror has death, if thou lovest me? |
7678 | And you are their beacon- fires? 7678 Art thou Cymrian, and talkest of faith with a Saxon? |
7678 | But the rebel Gryffyth? |
7678 | Is this lady, think you, in the stronghold with her lord? |
7678 | Of what tellest thou? |
7678 | Shall we dissuade? |
7678 | Speak, father, or chief,said the Welch King in his native tongue;"what would Harold the Earl of Gryffyth the King?" |
7678 | They defend their own soil,replied the Earl simply:"had not we done the same?" |
7678 | What counsel ye-- ye strong in battle, and wise in debate? |
7678 | What means all this commotion? |
7678 | What, after such havoc and gore? |
7678 | Where is Harold? |
7678 | Yet one word: And if Gryffyth refuse, despite all warning? |
7678 | And suddenly again was heard a voice that seemed that of the King, but no longer distinct and clear!--was it laugh?--was it groan? |
7678 | At last said the elder,"But hast thou thought who will carry this message? |
7678 | But, kindly and courteous Sir, will your wounds permit the journey, not long, but steep and laborious, and only to be made on foot?" |
7678 | Can not our eyes perceive the towers?" |
7678 | Faith with the spoiler, the ravisher and butcher? |
7678 | In the halls of the race to come, will bards yet unborn sweep their harps to the deeds of thy King? |
7678 | Is it love, is it hate, that prefers death for the loved one, to the thought of her life as another''s?" |
7678 | Or say, Child of Truth, if all that is told of Gryffyth thy King shall be his woe and his shame?" |
7678 | Shall they tell of the day of Torques, by Llyn- Afangc, when the princes of Powys fled from his sword as the clouds from the blast of the wind? |
7678 | Think ye not the hour is come?" |
7678 | What tale lies hid in this token?" |
7678 | Wilt thou be the murtherer of thy men, in strife unavailing and vain? |
7678 | Yet of Sweyn, in our childhood, was Godwin most proud; who so lovely in peace, and so terrible in wrath? |
7678 | [ 168] Or the towns that he fired, on the lands of the Saxon, when Rolf and the Nortbmen ran fast from his javelin and spear? |
7678 | asked the old thegn,"thou canst not accept him again as crowned sub- king of Edward?" |
7678 | cried the pious knight, crossing himself,"is there no priest here to bless us? |
7679 | But one question more remains; shall I live to wear the crown of England; and if so, when shall I be a king? |
7679 | Go you so soon? |
7679 | Hast thou not asked thy kinswoman, the diviner of dreams? |
7679 | Hath no danger befallen thee? |
7679 | How dost thou pretend to that mystery of the future, which is dim and clouded even to me? 7679 How so? |
7679 | Speak to me,then said Harold, bending his face to hers;"why this silence?" |
7679 | The figure of a warrior? |
7679 | Wherefore hostage from me? |
7679 | And granting even that Gurth were safe from whatever danger he individually might incur, did it become him to accept the proxy? |
7679 | And, in truth, if Harold be safe in England, Gurth must be safe in Rouen? |
7679 | Are there no reasons why danger from William should be special against thyself? |
7679 | Art thou answer''d, dauntless seeker? |
7679 | Askest thou, O Hilda, the rich and the learned, askest thou counsel and lore from the daughter of Faul?" |
7679 | But reverse the case, and with Gurth in England, is Harold safe in Rouen? |
7679 | Can we baffle fate by refusing to heed its approaches? |
7679 | Canst thou tell when and where the daughter of the Norse kings shall sleep on the breast of her lord?" |
7679 | Fraud may plot, and force assail thee,-- Shall the soul thou trusteth fail thee? |
7679 | If I go to the court of the Norman, shall I return unscathed?" |
7679 | In a word, do you Saxons merely overrun, and neglect to hold what you win?" |
7679 | In the cloud and the wind and the fire couldst thou read no answer from Heaven, unquiet soul? |
7679 | Oh, Harold, what should all this portend?" |
7679 | Shall my league with William the Norman avail to win me my bride?" |
7679 | Should he for the first time in his life shrink from a peril in the discharge of his duty; a peril, too, so uncertain and vague? |
7679 | Should he suffer Gurth to fulfil the pledge he himself had taken? |
7679 | Verily Hilda is a prophetess; and when Edward rests with the saints, from what English heart will not burst the cry,''LONG LIVE HAROLD THE KING?''" |
7679 | What knowest thou of the runes of old, whispered by the trunkless skull to the mighty Odin? |
7679 | What need England do more? |
7679 | When will all the clouds that beset thee roll away from thy ken? |
7679 | When wilt thou be as wise as the hag thou despisest? |
7679 | Why hast thou set in the heart the mystic Law of Desire, ever toiling to the High, ever grasping at the Far?" |
7679 | Will my boy know his mother again? |
7679 | With that love, indeed, there was blended so much wistfulness, so much fear, that Harold exclaimed:"Soul of my soul, what hath chanced? |
7679 | Would Gurth''s voice, too, be as potent as his own in effecting the return of the hostages? |
7679 | [ 175]"How so, dear lord and King?" |
7679 | answered Edith, wringing her hands;"when the bird hides its head in the brake, doth it shut out the track of the hound? |
7679 | then the Norman and Harold shall plight friendship and troth?" |
7679 | what affects thee thus?" |
7679 | why art thou not of us, why comest thou not to our revels? |
7680 | And if I insist on my departure, not so satisfying him? |
7680 | And if you now put to him that choice, think you it will favour your views? 7680 And is it really true that a villein with you can rise to be a noble?" |
7680 | But pardon me that I press for--"Ye have no such strongholds, I say, in England? |
7680 | Deemest thou that I am a coward? |
7680 | Every castle on our road hath a dungeon as deep as Count Guy''s; but where another William to deliver you from William? |
7680 | How, boy? 7680 Lives there any other man in the wide world whose arm could have wrought that feat?" |
7680 | Proved? 7680 Thou heardst her, noble Harold: what is thine answer? |
7680 | Who could bend that of-- Ulysses? |
7680 | And the Duke answered fiercely,''Where? |
7680 | And thou, Wolnoth, hast thou kept thy word to me? |
7680 | Are they thus mutinous and surly in England, Lord Harold?" |
7680 | As for other leaders, save Gurth( who is but your own vice earl), who is there that will not rejoice at the absence of Harold? |
7680 | But what ails you? |
7680 | But what counsellest thou? |
7680 | Comprehendest thou?" |
7680 | Deemest thou he would be more gentle to us and to thee? |
7680 | Deemest thou that this fairspoken Duke will dare aught against my life?" |
7680 | He came to thee as to a prince and a friend; sufferest thou thy liegeman to detain him as a thief or a foe?" |
7680 | Heedest thou me, dear Harold?" |
7680 | How otherwise can one deal with you-- how be safe amongst you?" |
7680 | Let us return to Harold,--thou thinkest, then, that he is worthy of his fame?" |
7680 | Norman is thy garb, in truth; is thy heart still English?" |
7680 | Think over all this, and then wilt thou tell me that I merit not this crown?" |
7680 | Thinkest thou I care for his strong arm? |
7680 | Thou didst seem to understand me when I hinted of-- in a word, what is the object William would gain from me?" |
7680 | What are they?" |
7680 | What charge can the Norman bring against a free Englishman?" |
7680 | What dost thou resign? |
7680 | What, too, were those mysterious points on which he was to satisfy the Duke? |
7680 | Why should William''s be less so? |
7680 | Will he not reject your proffers, and with hot scorn?" |
7680 | darest thou that word to me?" |
7680 | growled the Duke, fiercely,"or----""May I speak,"interrupted De Graville,"and suggest a counsel?" |
7680 | have I no headsman whose axe is as sharp as Harold''s? |
7680 | or dost thou thyself covet the English crown; and is it to a rival that I have opened my heart?" |
7680 | why, where but in the Tour noir?--where but in the cell in which Malvoisin rotted out his last hour?'' |
7674 | And if not, my vain brother? |
7674 | But three parts done? |
7674 | Hast thou said? |
7674 | How comes it, then, that you English so love this Earl Godwin?--Still more, why think you it right and proper that King Edward should love him too? 7674 How hast thou answered?" |
7674 | Is it to fly, think you, that I have put on my mail, and girded my sword? |
7674 | Oh Norman home, why did I leave thee? |
7674 | Pause yet,whispered Stigand;"and who shall say, this hour to- morrow, if Edward or Godwin reign on the throne of Alfred?" |
7674 | Shall Esau lose his birthright, and Cain retain it? |
7674 | So what says the King? |
7674 | They heard thee throughout, then? |
7674 | Thinkest thou,said Harold, with a stern composure,"that I can have joy and triumph in a brother''s exile and woe?" |
7674 | What mean you, Sir Father? |
7674 | What was the course I proposed? 7674 Who amongst you hath the courage and the heart to say it? |
7674 | Yet answer me still, why love you Earl Godwin? 7674 Am I so lost that faith should be broken even with thy father''s son? |
7674 | And if I stand up in my place and say,''Give age and grief to the cloister-- youth and delight to man''s hearth,''what will answer the monks? |
7674 | And why did I believe and bless the Vala, when she so said? |
7674 | Are ye willing that we should hear the message? |
7674 | But is it possible, cher Envoy, for the King to love the man who thus betrayed his brother to the shambles?" |
7674 | Can Edith ever be my wife? |
7674 | Can the tree say to the wind,''Rest thou on my boughs,''or Man to Belief,''Fold thy wings on my heart''? |
7674 | Deadly was my sin!--But what asked I? |
7674 | Father and son, both?" |
7674 | For what offence was I outlawed? |
7674 | For what offence were I, and the six sons I have given to my land, to bear the wolf''s penalty, and be chased and slain as the wild beasts? |
7674 | Harold bounded after him; but Sweyn, halting, said, mournfully,"Is this thy promise? |
7674 | Has the Vala doomed him, too? |
7674 | He stood for some minutes absorbed in reverie, and his soliloquy ran somewhat thus:"Why said the Vala that Edith''s fate was inwoven with mine? |
7674 | Nevertheless, what was my offer? |
7674 | No more? |
7674 | Tell me, O Saxon, frank Saxon, why you love Godwin the Earl? |
7674 | Was this the meeting where justice could be done mine and me? |
7674 | What meanest thou by''Godwin the thing''?" |
7674 | When I looked to London for the peaceful Witan, what saw I? |
7674 | Who among my foes, if foes now I have, will not respect the old man''s gladness? |
7674 | Who amongst you would not grieve to say it?" |
7674 | Who shall say that Siward of the Strong Arm, the grandson of the Berserker, ever turned from a foe? |
7674 | Who were the Englishmen most of mark?" |
7674 | for whom my runes have been graven on the bark of the elm, and the Scin- laeca[ 94] been called in pale splendour from the graves of the dead?" |
7674 | what thinkest thou is the fate which thy brain and thine arm shall will?" |
7682 | Ah? |
7682 | And if I take the offer, what will Harold son of Godwin give to my friend and ally Hardrada of Norway? |
7682 | And who,he asked calmly,"is that man who spoke so well?" |
7682 | And will thy brother as King give to thee again thy domain as Earl? |
7682 | Are my brothers without? |
7682 | Bold rider and graceless,quoth he,"who thus comes in the presence of counts and princes?" |
7682 | For the vow which thou mightest take as subject, what matters it now thou art king? |
7682 | Ha? 7682 His news? |
7682 | How now, nuncius? 7682 How?" |
7682 | Is glory, then, a drug that soothes to sleep? |
7682 | Is this, then, thy answer, unhappy son? |
7682 | What army comes yonder? |
7682 | What meanest thou? 7682 What will Harold the King give to his brother?" |
7682 | Why should my words so disturb thee, O King of the Norseman? |
7682 | Ah why, why did I not believe her then? |
7682 | And now what had passed in the councils of William? |
7682 | Are ye contented?" |
7682 | But thou must come to take it in time, or----""Or what?" |
7682 | But while the breath is struggling, and the eye glazing, life, busy in the bystanders, murmurs,"Who shall be the heir?" |
7682 | Doth the wind always blow from one point?--and is Fate less unstable than the wind?" |
7682 | Hath he not need of you? |
7682 | Have you not a noble host of knights and warriors? |
7682 | Is not William your lord? |
7682 | Now who will shrink from thy side? |
7682 | Put right on thy side, and then----""Ah, what then?" |
7682 | The summer was gone; the autumn was come; was it likely that William would dare to trust himself in an enemy''s country as the winter drew near? |
7682 | Then I asked in my sorrow,''Can nought avert the doom? |
7682 | What but a bold heart? |
7682 | What hast thou there, Haco?" |
7682 | What want you to destroy the Saxon and seize his realm? |
7682 | Whom commendest thou to us as shepherd to thy bereaven flock? |
7682 | [ 245]"What wouldst thou with me, daring foe?" |
7682 | and may not my people free themselves by repentance, like the Ninevites of old?'' |
7682 | and who reigns?" |
7682 | cried the Norseman, reddening,"how was not that made known to me before? |
7682 | his news?" |
7682 | whom shall we admonish to tread in those traces thy footsteps leave below?" |
7682 | why did I then reject the cloister? |
7682 | why lookest thou so grim, and why shakest thou thy head?" |
7675 | And her heart, O Lady of England? |
7675 | And how,pursued the abbot triumphantly,"can a sinner open his heavy heart until you have given him something to lighten it? |
7675 | And what did you answer, holy father? |
7675 | And why, Harold? |
7675 | But thy banished kin-- the valiant, the wise; they who placed thy lord on the throne? |
7675 | Didst thou see a light, son of Godwin, by the altar of Thor, and over the bautastein of the mighty dead? 7675 Dost thou reproach me, Harold?" |
7675 | Have thy dreams been prophetic, son of Godwin? |
7675 | Is it to woman or to man? |
7675 | Is love a folly, my father? |
7675 | Oh, Edith, why? |
7675 | Promised to Hilda? |
7675 | Thine, Harold? |
7675 | What are they, my father? |
7675 | What shape, or what shadow of shape, does that spectre assume? |
7675 | Why dost thou look on me thus, and why art thou so silent? |
7675 | Why, Harold, sayest thou that our kinship is thy bane? 7675 Why?" |
7675 | And thus said the Queen to her godchild:"Why dost thou hesitate and turn away? |
7675 | As for Algar, what sayest thou?" |
7675 | But for Edric Streone, the traitor and low- born, what had been Wolnoth, thy grandsire?" |
7675 | But it is not Hilda that thou hast promised?" |
7675 | But what hast thou there?" |
7675 | By the shrine of St. Alban, dost thou hesitate, man?" |
7675 | Forgettest thou that Edith and I are within the six banned degrees of the Church?" |
7675 | O King, I dream?" |
7675 | Ponder it, and ask thyself if thy power, when I am dead, is not necessary to the weal of England? |
7675 | Shalt thou be there?" |
7675 | So my sister hath sent for thee: wittest thou wherefore?" |
7675 | Then said the stern shape by my side,''Harold, fearest thou the dead men''s bones?'' |
7675 | Then she closed the door gently, and coming with a quick step to Harold, said, in a low but clear voice,"Dost thou love the maiden?" |
7675 | Thinkest thou, poor child, in thine ignorance of life, that the world ever can give thee a bliss greater than the calm of the cloister? |
7675 | Those hands the Queen gently withdrew; and looking steadfastly in the changeful and half- averted face, she said mournfully,"Is it so, my godchild? |
7675 | Thou not ambitious, Harold? |
7675 | What had been Godwin, son of Wolnoth, had he not married into the kingly house of great Canute? |
7675 | Why is that sweetness to me, to thee so bitter?" |
7675 | [ 106]"But how long shall the exile be?" |
7675 | a flame, lambent and livid, like moonbeams collected over snow?" |
7675 | and is thy heart set on the hopes of earth-- thy dreams on the love of man?" |
7675 | cold and self- heeding, wilt thou send him to bear a peril from which thou shrinkest thyself?" |
7675 | cried the Queen,"who ever bended that soul of steel?" |
7675 | said the troubled mother,"why, of all my children, have they chosen thee? |
7677 | And why thinkest thou the conceit so outrageous? 7677 Are these the Earl''s headquarters, then?--no castle, even of wood-- no wall, nought but ditch and palisades?" |
7677 | But surely they bear a stain and stigma, and their fellow- thegns flout them? |
7677 | Deemest thou my eye so ill practised in siege, as not to see towers? 7677 Dost thou promise and swear, that wert thou king of England, Cymry should be free from all service?" |
7677 | How camest thou in England? |
7677 | How else could we buy our freedom? 7677 How shouldst thou, poor Norman?" |
7677 | How to the Earl''s loss? |
7677 | I like him the better for that,said the honest Kent man:"why does he not marry the girl at once? |
7677 | Is a battle at hand? 7677 Is he married, or celibate? |
7677 | Nevertheless, I can not but think a few light horse----"Could scale yon mountain- brow? |
7677 | No, nor have the English generally; yet whom could we choose but Harold? |
7677 | Not a whit-- why so? 7677 Thinkest thou the people of England are like cattle and sheep, and chattels and theowes, to be left by will, as man fancies? |
7677 | Welcome indeed,returned Godrith, with some embarrassment;"but how camest thou hither, and whom seekest thou?" |
7677 | Well, Vebba, and how likest thou the Atheling? 7677 What bird is this?" |
7677 | Whom in broad England hath Harold wronged? |
7677 | Why seek ye my life? |
7677 | And how is our Earl''s brother Tostig esteemed by the Northmen? |
7677 | And were Harold but slain-- who then would be king in England? |
7677 | But what of the commons-- the sixhaendmen and the ceorls, master Norman? |
7677 | Dare they speak as we speak of king and of law, of thegn and of captain?" |
7677 | How fares it?" |
7677 | How is this? |
7677 | Is it not so?" |
7677 | It can not matter to them whether shaven Norman or bearded Saxon sit on the throne?" |
7677 | Knowest thou not, Master Mallet, that one- third of all the lands of England is in the hands of the priests?" |
7677 | Need I say that I am in high favour? |
7677 | The Norman crossed himself, as if he had heard some signal impiety, and then said:"Thou lovest not Mother Church, worthy Sexwolf?" |
7677 | The Norman!-- How could that ever be?" |
7677 | Was it not in that watch that his good Fylgia had saved his life? |
7677 | You can tarry awhile and meet us; you know his old lodge in the forest land?" |
7677 | and how? |
7677 | answer me, staring Vebba?" |
7677 | are we in tine? |
7677 | cried Vebba, with his mouth full of the Phrygian attagen,"how came anything Moorish in our Christian island?" |
7677 | cried the Saxon, reddening to the tips of his great ears,"what dost thou babble of, stranger? |
7677 | from the vines of this country: wherefore, wilt thou see to it, and instruct thy cooks how to season the cheer?" |
7677 | grunted Vebba;"well, who are they?" |
7677 | said Godrith, reddening,"thinkest thou so meanly of us thegns of Middlesex as to deem we can not entertain thus humbly a friend from a distance? |
7677 | said the Cymrian chief, gloomily;"thinkest thou so indeed?" |
7681 | Alas, who then? |
7681 | And I? |
7681 | And for what end, Prophetess? 7681 And that purpose?" |
7681 | And to that end, as imperative for the public weal, you consent,said Alred, thoughtfully,"to abide by our advice, whatever it be?" |
7681 | By all the fiends of the North? |
7681 | Does the new ground reject the germs of the sower, or the young heart the first lessons of wonder and awe? 7681 Edith, Edith, what wouldst thou say?--What knowest thou?--Who hath told thee?--What led thee hither, to take part against thyself?" |
7681 | Hast thou then seen this spot before? |
7681 | Hill, ruin, grave- mound-- but where the tall image of the mighty one? |
7681 | Is Hilda within? |
7681 | Knowest thou the cause, Haco? |
7681 | Says Hilda this? |
7681 | This is my brother''s son, Edith; thou hast not, that I remember, seen him before? |
7681 | What, against his own brother? |
7681 | When, and where? |
7681 | Whither go we, Harold? |
7681 | Who then? |
7681 | ''And who,''asked my subjects amazed,''who shall we say, speaketh thus to us?'' |
7681 | --''How?--Why thinkest thou so?'' |
7681 | And when she had vanished within the house, Haco turned to his steed:"What matters,"he murmured,"the answer which the Vala can not or dare not give? |
7681 | Art thou blind, man?" |
7681 | As the shell and the sea- weed interlaced together, we are dashed on the rushing surge; whither? |
7681 | But speak on; what saidst thou at the last to William?" |
7681 | For what art thou here but for chastisement and revenge?" |
7681 | God wot, who among us have not taken some oath at law for which they have deemed it meet afterwards to do a penance, or endow a convent? |
7681 | Haco mused a moment and said:"Methinks I divine thy purpose; is it not formed on the sudden, Harold?" |
7681 | He drew rein,--"What wantest thou, my nephew?" |
7681 | How purify the erring lives of the churchman, if thyself a rebel to the Church? |
7681 | Left alone with Haco, the last said, abruptly:"Thou wilt not be so indiscreet, O Harold, as to confess thy compelled oath to the fraudful Norman?" |
7681 | Seest thou not that the hand of death is in the hush of the smileless lip, and the glance of the unjoyous eye?" |
7681 | Shall we do the same, O Edith?" |
7681 | Thou hast seen Hilda?--and Edith, my mother? |
7681 | Thou wilt come back, ere thou departest to aid Tostig, thy brother, and tell me how Hilda hath prospered with my ailing child?" |
7681 | Through all eternity the state impossible to the soul is repose!--So again thou art in thy native land?" |
7681 | What are you doing? |
7681 | What if at Edward''s death Mercia and Northumbria refuse to sanction thy accession? |
7681 | What led me? |
7681 | Where will ye find a chief with arm as strong, and heart as dauntless? |
7681 | Wilt thou choose that which absolves from sin, or that which consults but thy carnal affections?" |
7681 | Wilt thou not be proud to live for this fair country, and these noble men, and to speak the language of Alfred the Great?" |
7681 | You will not hear them? |
7681 | is there not absolution from this oath,--an oath I dare not keep? |
7681 | murmured Harold; and then he asked aloud,"What said she?" |
7681 | oh, whither?" |
7681 | shall we for that very reason deprive ourselves of the only man able to resist him? |
7681 | she exclaimed,"dost thou remember that in the old time I said,''Edith had loved thee less, if thou hadst not loved England more than Edith?'' |
7681 | thou comest not, then, to aid thy brother?" |
7681 | what was the answer of this caitiff Norman, with his glittering eye and venomed smile? |
7683 | And the King, the King,she cried, in a sudden and thrilling voice;"where is he?--the King?" |
7683 | Ay-- did you not know it? |
7683 | How like ye, O Normans, the Saxon gleeman? |
7683 | I would bid thee live, poor youth,whispered Harold;"but what were life if this day were lost? |
7683 | Is that thy choice? |
7683 | Methinks I have seen thy face before; thou art not Harold''s wife or sister? |
7683 | Nay,said Gautier;"but I have a great host of chevaliers and paid soldiers, and without the old man at their head will they fight as well?" |
7683 | Per la resplendar De,cried William, frowning;--"do ye think, my proud vavasours, to fail me in this great need?" |
7683 | Saw ye ever such beau rei? |
7683 | See ye not, maladroits,said the Duke,"that your shafts and bolts fall harmless on those ozier walls? |
7683 | Shall we go forth with the King''s army? |
7683 | So thou didst mingle with the men undiscovered? |
7683 | That Hereafter!--is it not near? |
7683 | What says William the Count of the Foreigners, to Harold, King of the Angles, and Basileus of Britain? |
7683 | What think you? |
7683 | Where is the banner? |
7683 | Who and what art thou? |
7683 | Who art thou? |
7683 | Who shall decide when doctors disagree? |
7683 | Who, Haco, if we fall, will search for us? |
7683 | 1st, When did the Celts first introduce idols? |
7683 | 2d, Can we believe the classical authorities that assure us that the Druids originally admitted no idol worship? |
7683 | Accustomed already to kings of a foreign race, and having fared well under Canute, there were many who said,"What matters who sits on the throne? |
7683 | And know you not that it is my fortunate day-- the day on which, hitherto, all hath prospered with me, in peace and in war-- the day of my birth?" |
7683 | And will not their popular idols be found to be as ancient as the remotest traces of the Celtic existence? |
7683 | Are not yon stout fellows all in mail, so tall and so orderly, in advance of the London burghers, Hilda''s aid to our Fyrd?" |
7683 | Are the gods who led Odin from the Scythian East but the juggling fiends whom the craven Christian abhors? |
7683 | Are we so united( the King''s rule thus fresh) but what no cabals, no dissensions will break out amongst ourselves? |
7683 | Are we sure that it will swell the numbers? |
7683 | Are ye less than Danes, or I than Canute? |
7683 | As they came up the hills, Harold turned to Haco and said:"Where is thy battle- axe?" |
7683 | At the accession of Edward? |
7683 | But Godwin''s outlawry is the result of the breach between him and the foreigners.--In William''s visit to Edward? |
7683 | But if so, where was the will? |
7683 | Can any of ye remember?" |
7683 | Dost thou think that men will get better heart to fight for their country by hearing that their King shrinks from the danger?" |
7683 | For what do I not owe to thee-- owe to that very love of which even the grief is sacred? |
7683 | From whom would they acquire them? |
7683 | Grant the worst-- grant that Harold were defeated or slain; would it not be wise to reserve their strength to support the Atheling? |
7683 | Harold should be perilled, but wherefore England? |
7683 | Have we not around us now our most stalwart veterans-- the flower of our armies-- the most eager spirits-- the vanquishers of Hardrada? |
7683 | Have we not given too much faith to the classic writers, who assert the original simplicity of the Druid worship? |
7683 | His curiosity arrested, he asked"what the boy proposed to do?" |
7683 | How is it named? |
7683 | How is this broken ground of hillock and valley named in our chart? |
7683 | How should we maintain an army, except by preying on the people, and thus discontenting them? |
7683 | If destroyed, where were the witnesses? |
7683 | If he come in sight of the city, think you that merchants and cheapmen will not be daunted by the thought of pillage and sack? |
7683 | If he slay Harold----""What then?" |
7683 | In what roll are your names, holy Heroes of the Soil? |
7683 | Is it even safe for me to rest here? |
7683 | Is mine heart, then, all a lie? |
7683 | Is this all?" |
7683 | Is this the hand of Nature? |
7683 | On horse and in mail, with sword and with spear, knight to knight, man to man, wilt thou meet William the Norman?''" |
7683 | Pale King and dark youth, would ye learn what Hilda saw, eh? |
7683 | Shall it be said that your King rushed to chase his own brother from the soil of outraged England, yet shrunk from the sword of the Norman stranger? |
7683 | Speak, hag, art thou dumb?" |
7683 | The Dane was kindred to us in language and in law, and who now can tell Saxon from Dane? |
7683 | The night will be dark anon-- our steeds are fleet-- and not shod with iron like the Normans;--the sward noiseless-- What think you?" |
7683 | Were it not better to fly to York, or seek refuge with Malcolm the Scot?" |
7683 | What next?" |
7683 | What wonder that they were brave? |
7683 | What would astrologers say to the meeting of such stars?" |
7683 | When could those oaths have been pledged? |
7683 | Where are our forts? |
7683 | Where guard that army? |
7683 | Why didst thou lay aside that labour of love for Harold the King? |
7683 | Why drops the axe from his hand? |
7683 | Why halts his stride? |
7683 | Why should not our example rouse and unite all who survive us? |
7683 | Why was it never produced or producible? |
7683 | Without thee, what am I? |
7683 | Would not the Cimmerii have transported them from the period of their first traditional immigration from the East? |
7683 | [ 240] Does any Scandinavian scholar know why the trough was so associated with the images of Scandinavian witchcraft? |
7683 | [ 278] Eight centuries have rolled away, and where is the Norman now? |
7683 | and is not their Bel identical with the Babylonian deity? |
7683 | asked a young monk, bolder than the rest,"to animate the host with prayer and hymn?" |
7683 | cried the prelate;"do ye flag? |
7683 | do ye falter when the sheaves are down, and ye have but to gather up the harvest? |
7683 | eh? |
7683 | he said;"shall we judge ourselves of the foe? |
7683 | if we do so, and the Norman conquer, what become of our abbacies and convent lands? |
7683 | one of those of whom no man knoweth whether they are of earth or of Helheim? |
7683 | or where is not the Saxon? |
7683 | said the Duke, startled;"where have I heard that name before? |
7683 | said the King;"and how, thus unhonored in the air of heaven, lies the corpse of the noble Hilda? |
7683 | where our mountains? |
7683 | whether they have ever known the lot and conditions of flesh, or are but some dismal race between body and spirit, hateful alike to gods and to men?" |
7683 | why were they not cited? |
5137 | A kerchiefe, doth it not? |
5137 | And I say neither: what say you to that? |
5137 | And did my Em, to keep her faith with me, Dissemble that she neither heard nor saw? |
5137 | And may it be a Millers daughter by her birth? |
5137 | And play a part so hateful with his friend? |
5137 | And so away? |
5137 | And takest thou scorn to answer my demand? |
5137 | And think you I conveyed away your daughter Blanch? |
5137 | And what of this? |
5137 | And what says Em to lovely Valingford? |
5137 | And yields my Lady, then, at his request, To grace Duke William with her gratious love? |
5137 | Art thou so impudent to deny thou didst, When that the proof thereof is manifest? |
5137 | As how? |
5137 | But are not these Naturall impediments? |
5137 | But can it be Manville will deal so unkindly to reward my justice with such monstrous ungentleness? |
5137 | But hath she, Mountney, used thee as thou sayest? |
5137 | But ho: where is Trotter? |
5137 | But is it possible you should be taken on such a sudden? |
5137 | But is my love in earnest all this while? |
5137 | But is that true? |
5137 | But may this be? |
5137 | But say, Sir Knight, what may I call your name? |
5137 | But say, Sir Thomas, shall I give thy daughter? |
5137 | But soft, what gentleman is this? |
5137 | But what means this? |
5137 | But, father, are you assured of the words he spake were concerning Manville? |
5137 | Can this be found an action of good faith Thus to dissemble where you found true love? |
5137 | Come, Ladies, will you walk? |
5137 | Could any cross, could any plague be worse? |
5137 | Could heaven or hell, did both conspire in one To afflict my soul, invent a greater scourge Then presently I am tormented with? |
5137 | Did I confess I stole your daughter Blanch? |
5137 | Father, where are you? |
5137 | Fellow, wouldest thou have any thing with any body here? |
5137 | Have I dissembled for thy sake, and doest thou now thus requite it? |
5137 | He loves fair Em as well as I-- As well as I? |
5137 | How grew the quarrel, my Lord? |
5137 | How like you Blanch? |
5137 | How long hast thou been sick? |
5137 | How now, Lord Valingford, what makes these women here? |
5137 | How now, Sir Robert? |
5137 | How now, Trotter? |
5137 | How sayest thou, Elner, art thou not? |
5137 | If Sir Robert prove a King and you his Queen, how than? |
5137 | Is it come to this? |
5137 | Is it likely I should know of her departure, Wherein there is no man injured more than I? |
5137 | Is not England stord enough to content you, but you must still trouble the poor contemptible maid of Manchester? |
5137 | Is this William the Conqueror, shrouded under the name of sir Robert of Windsor? |
5137 | Is this the colour of your quarrel, Zweno? |
5137 | Is this the man so highly you extold? |
5137 | Is this your answer, then? |
5137 | Lady, you will stay? |
5137 | Lord Marques, who is she? |
5137 | Lord Marques, will you go? |
5137 | Love her? |
5137 | Love, my Lord? |
5137 | Maiden, how were you cured? |
5137 | May not a maid look upon a man Without suspitious judgement of the world? |
5137 | May not a maid talk with a man without mistrust? |
5137 | May this be she, for whom I crost the Seas? |
5137 | May this be true? |
5137 | Might a man crave a word or two with you? |
5137 | Mine, Manville? |
5137 | My Lord, wherein hath Mariana given you Occasion that you should mistrust, or else Be jealous of my secrecy? |
5137 | No? |
5137 | Not blind, I hope? |
5137 | Now, sir, how stands the case with you? |
5137 | Or rather, Mistress, what were I without you? |
5137 | Put case I should, how would you use me than? |
5137 | Refusest thou to take my daughter to thy wife? |
5137 | Rosilio, is this the place whereas the Duke William should meet me? |
5137 | See where Trotter comes leading of her.--What ails my Em? |
5137 | See, Duke William, is this Blaunch or no? |
5137 | Sir Robert greets you well? |
5137 | Sir, may a man Be so bold as to crave a word with you? |
5137 | Speak you to me, Sir? |
5137 | Speak, Manville: to whether didst thou give thy faith? |
5137 | Tell me, sweet Em, hast thou but fained all this while for his love, that hath so descourteously forsaken thee? |
5137 | Tell me, sweet Em, how came this blindness? |
5137 | That still, me thinks, affection draws me on, To take, to like, nay more, to love this Knight? |
5137 | The Fox will eat no grapes, and why? |
5137 | The gentleman that parted from you, was he not of Manchester, his father living there of good account? |
5137 | The like did I: in friendship then resolve What is the cause of your unlookt for stay? |
5137 | Then will Duke William rob me of my Love? |
5137 | To Love, Sir Robert? |
5137 | To scolding, huswife? |
5137 | To what end? |
5137 | Trotter, where have you been? |
5137 | Trotter, where s my father? |
5137 | Unhappy Blanch, what strange effects are these That works within my thoughts confusedly? |
5137 | Was it Lady Blaunch which I conveyed away? |
5137 | What aileth thy eyes? |
5137 | What bargain? |
5137 | What boots it us to gaze and not enjoy? |
5137 | What call you this, I pray? |
5137 | What hath he done to you, that you should speak so ill of the man? |
5137 | What humors are these? |
5137 | What may the king imagine of our stay? |
5137 | What mean you, sir, to keep me here so long? |
5137 | What meaneth this? |
5137 | What means fair Britain''s mighty Conqueror So suddenly to cast away his staff, And all in passion to forsake the tylt? |
5137 | What news with the Denmark Embassador? |
5137 | What now, Lord Valingford, are you behind? |
5137 | What of all this? |
5137 | What proof is there? |
5137 | What remedy, Trotter? |
5137 | What s here? |
5137 | What s that to me? |
5137 | What then? |
5137 | What were the impediments? |
5137 | What, Sir Robert of Windsor, how now? |
5137 | What, in displeasure gone, And left me such a bittersweet to gnaw upon? |
5137 | What, is she deaf? |
5137 | What, is the matter so forward they came to crave his good will? |
5137 | What, my daughter gone? |
5137 | What, not in the mask at the Court gate? |
5137 | Where are you, sir? |
5137 | Where have I been? |
5137 | Where is Lord Dirot? |
5137 | Where s Trotter? |
5137 | Who is that? |
5137 | Who says that Mariana is not fair? |
5137 | Why do you ask? |
5137 | Why do you not answer my Lord? |
5137 | Why do you post me to another then? |
5137 | Why not, my Lord? |
5137 | Why should not I content me with this state, As good Sir Edmund Trofferd did the flaile? |
5137 | Why, Demarch, What is the cause my subjects are in arms? |
5137 | Why, Demarch, knowest thou who I am? |
5137 | Why, darest thou not trust me? |
5137 | Why, look, you have a Mill-- Why, what s your Mill without me? |
5137 | Why, my Lord, am Not I of flesh and blood as well as you? |
5137 | Why, what a blind dunce are you, can you not see? |
5137 | Will it please you, sir, to go in? |
5137 | Will not Em shew one cheerful look on Valingford? |
5137 | Would you have me go in, and leave you two here? |
5137 | Wretch as thou art, Wherein hath Valingford offended thee? |
5137 | Yea, two or three: what are they? |
5137 | Yfaith, my Lord, a prisoner: but what ails your arm? |
5137 | You are very forward in your Love? |
5137 | You, Mastries, his love, his life? |
5137 | ZWENO K. Well, Lubeck, well, it is not possible But you must be consenting to this act? |
5137 | but whom? |
5137 | comes he too, to intercept my love? |
5137 | dare you lay your hands Upon your Soveraigne? |
5137 | for what? |
5137 | in a study, man? |
5137 | not she I Love? |
5137 | not the thing will do thee so much good? |
5137 | of whom? |
5137 | shall I never be rid of this importunate man? |
5137 | what pleasure can I have In jewels, treasure, or any worldly thing That want my sight that should deserne thereof? |
5137 | what tellest thou me of Ladies? |
5137 | why complainest thou so? |
5137 | why, what signifies this? |
5137 | will you never leave this idle and vain pursuit of love? |
5137 | your masters daughter? |
41168 | ''And are we to stand here and gape at them, and do nought to stop them?'' |
41168 | ''And for that thou didst confront danger and difficulty and the pain of thy sore wounds?'' |
41168 | ''And if thou canst not support me, what I say shall be as unspoken?'' |
41168 | ''And not of his nearness?'' |
41168 | ''And what was thine answer, sweet friend?'' |
41168 | ''And who art thou to stigmatise as baseness what so many men as good as thee hold fit and good?'' |
41168 | ''Art thou indeed Sir Aimand de Sourdeval?'' |
41168 | ''Art thou of this advice also, Sir Hoël?'' |
41168 | ''Ay; if we forgive not the trespasses of others, how can we pray with a clean heart that our own may be forgiven?'' |
41168 | ''But how couldst thou have helped it?'' |
41168 | ''But would not the garrison, thus bereft of half their numbers, fall an instant prey to the enemy?'' |
41168 | ''By what means hath the fire been enkindled?'' |
41168 | ''Can it be that I have offended thee in aught?'' |
41168 | ''Canst thou wonder, then, that my love for Harold Godwinsson was not overflowing? |
41168 | ''Could William have conquered his kingdom without my father''s aid?'' |
41168 | ''Desert you and all who have fought so nobly for us, and braved every peril for us, to insure our own safety? |
41168 | ''Did he shed his blood like water in William''s cause? |
41168 | ''Didst think I had brought home an ogre to be my_ beau- frère_,''he asked,''that thou wast so sore afraid?'' |
41168 | ''Do they say, then, that I am a widow?'' |
41168 | ''Dost go so soon? |
41168 | ''Dost thou know the mark we are bid to set on all our prisoners in this affair, to the end that we may recognise them again when we meet them?'' |
41168 | ''Dost thou mean that thou wouldst ask me to defy the king?'' |
41168 | ''Dost thou not know me, my wife, mine own?'' |
41168 | ''Dost thou not see, Emma, we are sick of spending our lives for William, and getting nothing but kicks and curses from him?'' |
41168 | ''Dost thou then credit the wild stories of these runaways? |
41168 | ''Doubtless the matter on which the noble Earl of East Anglia would consult me is one of importance also?'' |
41168 | ''Had she not seen the warships in the harbour?'' |
41168 | ''Hast found thy senses at last, brave sir?'' |
41168 | ''Hast thou courage? |
41168 | ''Hast thou so dared to sully my good name?--to paint me so black a traitor?'' |
41168 | ''Have I been so weak, Grillonne?'' |
41168 | ''How couldst thou? |
41168 | ''How had he discovered the plot? |
41168 | ''How hath this been accomplished, Sir Hoël?'' |
41168 | ''How knewest thou that, witch of Endor?'' |
41168 | ''I am not like to be critical; but in good sooth I would fain know the title of my host?'' |
41168 | ''I have ye with me, then, in this reply, fair sirs?'' |
41168 | ''Ill?'' |
41168 | ''Is it but to repeat to mine ears the idle plaints of these runaways that thou hast summoned me to solemn conclave, good knight? |
41168 | ''Is it in good sooth come to this, that thou must go forth against the king? |
41168 | ''Is it not a threefold affront to the memory of my father, to me his son, and to my noble brother- in- law, the Earl of East Anglia?'' |
41168 | ''Is it thou indeed, Ralph?'' |
41168 | ''Knowest thou not, noble countess, that he is a prisoner in the dungeons of this keep?'' |
41168 | ''Leave me?'' |
41168 | ''Noble countess,''interrupted a harsh voice behind her,''what means thy presence in this cell at such an hour? |
41168 | ''Now, Eadgyth, why shouldst thou have given such an answer?'' |
41168 | ''Save my life? |
41168 | ''Say frankly now, kinswoman, thou thinkest him the better man of us twain?'' |
41168 | ''See''st thou not, the strife must be? |
41168 | ''See''st thou?'' |
41168 | ''Seest thou not the menace in the insult, Emma? |
41168 | ''Seest thou yon star shining between two bars of cloud, noble Emma? |
41168 | ''Sir Aimand de Sourdeval a prisoner in this castle?'' |
41168 | ''Sir Aimand de Sourdeval? |
41168 | ''Surely thou art glad to know that he is safe, if thou joyest not that he is near?'' |
41168 | ''Surely thy vow of chivalry binds thee to succour ladies in danger? |
41168 | ''Tears, Emma, tears? |
41168 | ''The Countess Emma?'' |
41168 | ''The king, then, has relented?'' |
41168 | ''Then, gentlemen,''asked Emma in the same strange tone,''what is to be done?'' |
41168 | ''There spoke the true daughter of William Fitzosbern, eh, Roger?'' |
41168 | ''Thou Stephen le Hareau? |
41168 | ''Thou hast already unhorsed singly more than one of us, why shouldst thou be awed by our combination? |
41168 | ''Thou knowest the young knight, Sir Aimand de Sourdeval, who rides in thy bridegroom''s_ meinie_?'' |
41168 | ''What am I that thou shouldst have so suffered for my sake? |
41168 | ''What didst thou do?'' |
41168 | ''What hast thou to say to me, my son?'' |
41168 | ''What if I repent?'' |
41168 | ''What if it is to those very English sympathies that I appeal?'' |
41168 | ''What is thy counsel, Sir Hoël?'' |
41168 | ''What meanest thou, Emma? |
41168 | ''What meanest thou, viper?'' |
41168 | ''What meanest thou?'' |
41168 | ''What new mummery is this?'' |
41168 | ''When I strive so carefully to disguise it, dost thou think it generous thus to pull it forth to the light of day?'' |
41168 | ''Where is this Leofric? |
41168 | ''Where is your lady, children?'' |
41168 | ''Wherefore is this? |
41168 | ''Who ever heard before,''he asked,''of an offender venturing to ask a donation from the very judge he has offended?'' |
41168 | ''Who was Arlète of Falaise, the tanner''s daughter, that her son should be anointed king, even if he had been born in wedlock?'' |
41168 | ''Why didst thou not wake me? |
41168 | ''Why does not Ralph come? |
41168 | ''Why hesitate? |
41168 | ''Why struggle, Eadgyth? |
41168 | ''Why throw away good lives to stop it?'' |
41168 | ''Why was I not told of this suggestion?'' |
41168 | ''Wilt thou give me thy blessing and thy leave, my knight?'' |
41168 | ''Wilt thou give me thy blessing and thy leave, my lady?'' |
41168 | ''Wouldst thou kill her?'' |
41168 | ''Wouldst thou we d me with another man''s image in my heart, Leofric?'' |
41168 | ''You leave not wife or child by a lone hearthstone, Sir Knight?'' |
41168 | ''_ I_ persuade him!--to break his knightly vows and fight against his lawful liege? |
41168 | After a while he murmured,''And doth the holy Frithic, Abbot of St. Albans, favour this, and Thurstan, Abbot of Ely?'' |
41168 | Against the king''s veto?'' |
41168 | Am I to fight men who are faithful to their knightly vows, by the side of traitors who have broken troth?'' |
41168 | And Emma''s brother, the son of William''s staunchest vassal, how fared he? |
41168 | And what has he given me but ravaged land that the Welsh run over and harry at will? |
41168 | And what were ye for leal knights, fair sirs, that ye gave ear to such treason?'' |
41168 | Are the poor beasts in danger?'' |
41168 | Art thou appeased because he gave thee back thy father''s lands in such sorry plight?'' |
41168 | Art thou sure?'' |
41168 | As they did so, the sentry asked anxiously, in a low voice and in the Saxon tongue,''What cheer?'' |
41168 | Breton or Norman, what have they to do in Harold''s Norwich?'' |
41168 | But she thought,''Who knows that we shall ever meet again? |
41168 | But what would you have? |
41168 | But what wouldst thou have me do? |
41168 | But wherefore? |
41168 | By which am I bound? |
41168 | Can a man who sells his lance to the first bidder, without inquiry into the justice of his cause, be a true knight?'' |
41168 | De Guader, art thou calm?'' |
41168 | Did De Guader and his faithful consort see it? |
41168 | Did I not see thy jester Grillonne amongst thy_ meinie_? |
41168 | Did he fight beside him in the thickest of the fray at Hastings?'' |
41168 | Did he know who it was, she wondered, or, if he knew, did he care? |
41168 | Did not William see thee fight at Hastings, and give thee thine earldom for thy prowess? |
41168 | Did they see the Holy City together with the eyes of the flesh? |
41168 | Didst thou not defend his conquest from the Danish invaders, and win fresh honours and lands? |
41168 | Does not thy heart tell thee his name?'' |
41168 | Dost doubt the courage of thy Castellan?'' |
41168 | Dost thou credit how I have come back to thee,--hiding behind bush and briar, beaten, poverty- stricken, all but alone? |
41168 | Dost thou esteem thyself holier than these?'' |
41168 | Dost thou forget the holy men who blessed our union and gave it the sanction of the Church? |
41168 | Dost thou not catch the glint of a morion over yonder?'' |
41168 | Dost thou not know me for a true friend?'' |
41168 | Dost thou not spurn me?'' |
41168 | Dost thou throw over thy brother so easily to his untender mercies?'' |
41168 | Doth not Archbishop Stigand still languish in durance? |
41168 | Doth_ thy heart_ suggest the name of my lord?'' |
41168 | For was not Oliver, the earl''s noble Spanish warhorse, in the castle? |
41168 | Grillonne so entreated?'' |
41168 | Had he known it long? |
41168 | Hast thou courage to hold Blauncheflour till my return?'' |
41168 | Hast thou no revenge to take on him who harried thy patrimony, and made it a barren waste, where even the wild beasts starve? |
41168 | Hast thou not thyself told me how the Normans spent the night before Senlac in prayer and vigil, while the English feasted and drank it away?'' |
41168 | Have jesters hope? |
41168 | How but by telling of slain leader and ruined cause could they excuse their own cowardice? |
41168 | How couldst thou fight thy father''s countrymen, even to win back thy father''s lands?'' |
41168 | How know I but that my kinsfolk fell by Sir Aimand''s hand? |
41168 | How then should I quail to hold it for thee living? |
41168 | If one were to eat a body now, what would happen at the last day? |
41168 | Is any man so mean of heart that he will not vow to good St. Nicholas to do his best to keep the castle to that hour? |
41168 | Is aught more terrible than we daily witness to be seen?'' |
41168 | Is it so? |
41168 | Is not Sir Aimand a Norman, and am I not the cousin of Harold Godwinsson?'' |
41168 | Is this obeying my behests? |
41168 | Jourdain took his knighthood from the hands of his lady; why not I from thee?'' |
41168 | Knowest thou his offence, father?'' |
41168 | My faithful Grillonne, was this the reward of thy long service? |
41168 | Oh, why had she not been born some plain, poor damsel, over whose fate none would concern themselves? |
41168 | Say''st thou not that thou hast betrayed me to Lanfranc?'' |
41168 | Shall I ask them?'' |
41168 | Shall the curses of the wily Italian have more weight than their benedictions? |
41168 | Shall your lord come back, and find his castle lost?'' |
41168 | Stephen le Hareau, thou saidest? |
41168 | The earl''s signet, sayest thou?'' |
41168 | The_ late_ earl, thou said''st? |
41168 | Thinkest thou I will aid thee in treachery to thy liege lord?'' |
41168 | Thinkest thou I would not gladly be a queen if there were any hope of such an ending to thine exploit? |
41168 | Thou?'' |
41168 | To- morrow?'' |
41168 | WIFE OR WIDOW? |
41168 | WIFE OR WIDOW? |
41168 | Waltheof, what is thy love for thy people, if thou wouldst plunge them again in blood and fire for the vain hope of satisfying an impossible ambition? |
41168 | Was famine indeed so near? |
41168 | Was her lord a less generous knight than William? |
41168 | Was not the harrying of Northumberland enough, that thou wouldst have the whole country ravaged from north to south?'' |
41168 | What Saxon would fight for Roger of Hereford, the son of their mightiest foe, or for the renegade, half- bred Ralph de Guader? |
41168 | What boots a fat earldom to a man if he is to die of starvation before he gets it?'' |
41168 | What if the fool spoke truth, and Emma should turn from him in his defeat, and embitter his humiliation by fresh reproaches? |
41168 | What is your earldom of Norwich, Ralph, but sea- washed dunes or waste corn lands? |
41168 | What manner of man is this whose advent doth so raise my hopes? |
41168 | What more canst thou ask of the future? |
41168 | What more hast thou to ask?'' |
41168 | What motive can he have in this save the slaking of his over- weening pride? |
41168 | What proofs had he to support his assertion?'' |
41168 | When such favour me, wilt not thou?'' |
41168 | Where shouldst thou rest if not here in thine home, or when, if not after dire fatigue?'' |
41168 | Who art thou? |
41168 | Who can say what fate may have in store for thee?'' |
41168 | Who could withstand our combination?'' |
41168 | Who could withstand thee in the tourney? |
41168 | Who is the Lady Emma''s director, Fitzosbern? |
41168 | Why does he not come?'' |
41168 | Why should I bind him?'' |
41168 | Why should the sound of approaching steps mean friends rather than foes? |
41168 | William of Normandy had carved a throne with his sword for Matilda of Flanders; who knew what Ralph de Guader''s good blade might carve for her? |
41168 | Wilt thou be the tool of such as these? |
41168 | Wilt thou have such message delivered?'' |
41168 | Wilt thou help me now in my sore need, or is thine heart half with William? |
41168 | Wilt thou take the office?'' |
41168 | Would it be more difficult for the soul that needed it again than for those whose flesh had been food for worms in the usual way? |
41168 | Wouldst thou associate with one accursed? |
41168 | Yet she answered calmly, and with scorn in her voice,''Who can wake a drunken man?'' |
41168 | Yet why hope rather than fear? |
41168 | cried Emma, a great light of joy springing into her eyes; and, rising from her knees,''Where is he? |
41168 | cried Odo,''how darest thou draw good steel to defend thine unknightly carcase?'' |
41168 | do you not know your earl?'' |
41168 | has Stephen le Hareau been so foully entreated?'' |
41168 | hath the earl so soon returned?'' |
41168 | he repeated in a faint voice,--''the bride?'' |
41168 | how comest thou so tardily?'' |
41168 | is my little sister weeping?'' |
41168 | said Theodred, almost involuntarily, in a low tone;''hast thou ventured so far? |
41168 | sitting in darkness, maidens?'' |
41168 | thou hadst not heart to crush one so unhappy?'' |
41168 | was it so? |
41168 | what dost thou here? |
41168 | what is it, child?'' |
41168 | where is he?'' |
41168 | who has murdered or driven into exile the lawful heirs of its broad acres? |
41168 | wouldst make me jealous? |
41168 | ye too have shed your blood like water for the sake of this ill- born Norman, who had God''s own laws against him, and what reward hath he given you? |