Henri Quatre: Or, The Days of the League. In Three Volumes, Volume 2Whittaker & Company, 1834 - 905 pages |
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alarm armour arms army arquebuse Baron De Nevailles Bastille beheld Biron brave camp Catholics Charité Chicot chivalry Clerc colonel command comrades Condé Cordelier Coutras cried cross cuirass D'Alençon D'Espernon D'Usez Dauphiny Duchess Duchess of Montpensier Duke of Guise Emilie enemy escape eyes Ezzelin face Father Father Roquelaure favourite fear followed forced fortune France Freiberg friends Germans grand forester hand head hear heard herald heretic holy horses Huguenot jester Joyeuse King of Navarre lady lance lancers laughing Lavardine League Leaguers lieutenant Lincestre Lisette Loire look Louis Louvre Majesty Malicorne Margaret Marshal Marshal De Biron monk Monseigneur Monsieur Montjoie Montpensier never noble palace passed Pavilion peasant pennon Poulain preacher present Protector Queen of Navarre Queen-mother regiment rejoined replied De Nevailles Ritters rode royal rushed scarcely Schwartz shouted smile soldiers soon steed Swiss sword tion troop trooper Turenne turn Valois Villa Franca Villeroi Viscount Vivans wood
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Page 210 - The king is come to marshal us, in all his armour drest, And he has bound a snow-white plume upon his gallant crest. He looked upon his people, and a tear was in his eye ; He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout,
Page 210 - ... and a tear was in his eye; He looked upon the traitors, and his glance was stern and high. Right graciously he smiled on us, as rolled from wing to wing, Down all our line, a deafening shout: God save our lord the King! "And if my standard-bearer fall, as fall full well he may — For never I saw promise yet of such a bloody fray — Press where ye see my white plume shine amidst the ranks of war, And be your oriflamme to-day the helmet of Navarre,
Page 224 - Now, God be praised, the day is ours ! Mayenne hath turned his rein, D'Aumale hath cried for quarter — the Flemish Count is slain ; Their ranks are breaking like thin clouds before a Biscay gale ; The field is heaped with bleeding steeds, and flags, and cloven mail.
Page 179 - With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land ; And dark Mayenne was in the midst, a truncheon in his hand : And, as we looked on them, we thought of Seine's empurpled flood, And good Coligni's hoary hair all dabbled with his blood ; And we cried unto the living God, who rules the fate of war, To fight for His own holy name, and Henryof Navarre.
Page 77 - Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends, Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny, Thus far into the bowels of the land Have we marched on without impediment ; And here receive we from our father Stanley Lines of fair comfort and encouragement.
Page 260 - Be ruled by me, and we will rule the realm. In any case take heed of childish fear, For now we hold an old wolf by the ears, That if he slip will seize upon us both, And gripe the sorer, being gript himself. Think therefore, madam...
Page 179 - Oh! how our hearts were beating when, at the dawn of day, We saw the army of the League drawn out in long array; With all its priest-led citizens, and all its rebel peers, And Appenzel's stout infantry, and Egmont's Flemish spears. There rode the brood of false Lorraine, the curses of our land...
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Page 238 - Throwing open his visor, and standing up in his stirrups, and with lips quivering convulsively, he addressed his army. — " Soldiers of Navarre and reformed France !" cried he, waving aloft his lance ; " do you want a banner to fight under? Follow my white plume, and turn not your horses...