Wonder Women in HistoryCassell, Limited, 1918 - 312 pages |
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... turned a favouring eye on Marie , but she was Anne's dearest friend and hated Anne's persecutor . To all Richelieu's open admiration she re- turned not only a frigid indifference , but a positive dislike . This dislike deepened soon ...
... turned a favouring eye on Marie , but she was Anne's dearest friend and hated Anne's persecutor . To all Richelieu's open admiration she re- turned not only a frigid indifference , but a positive dislike . This dislike deepened soon ...
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... Turning , she saw a man clad all in black , his face hidden by the low brim of his hat and by his cloak's folds . What little was visible of his countenance was ghastly pale . Ninon , ever fearless , did not cry out for help . Instead ...
... Turning , she saw a man clad all in black , his face hidden by the low brim of his hat and by his cloak's folds . What little was visible of his countenance was ghastly pale . Ninon , ever fearless , did not cry out for help . Instead ...
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... turned to go . " You shall see me once again , " he said very slowly and distinctly , " three days before your death . " And he vanished . To a generation that has substituted science for superstition this tale of the Man in Black reads ...
... turned to go . " You shall see me once again , " he said very slowly and distinctly , " three days before your death . " And he vanished . To a generation that has substituted science for superstition this tale of the Man in Black reads ...
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... turned to Ninon and explained . The official had displeased Her Majesty by some undiplomatic act ; and taking justice into her own hands , Christina had ordered another member of her suite to slay the offender . She was as unconcerned ...
... turned to Ninon and explained . The official had displeased Her Majesty by some undiplomatic act ; and taking justice into her own hands , Christina had ordered another member of her suite to slay the offender . She was as unconcerned ...
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... turned over the lettre to a provost - marshal , with a hint as to the easiest way of catching the much - wanted St. Croix . Meanwhile Marie and her adorer were enjoying life to the full . There was still a little of Marie's dowry left ...
... turned over the lettre to a provost - marshal , with a hint as to the easiest way of catching the much - wanted St. Croix . Meanwhile Marie and her adorer were enjoying life to the full . There was still a little of Marie's dowry left ...
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Page 64 - A man so various that he seemed to be Not one, but all mankind's epitome : Stiff in opinions, always in the wrong, Was everything by starts and nothing long ; But in the course of one revolving moon Was chymist, fiddler, statesman, and buffoon ; Then all for women, painting, rhyming, drinking, Besides ten thousand freaks that died in thinking.
Page 62 - And so her husband challenged him, and they met yesterday in a close near Barne Elmes, and there fought ; and my Lord Shrewsbury is run through the body, from the right breast through the shoulder ; and Sir John Talbot all along, up one of his arms ; and Jenkins killed upon the place, and the rest all in a little measure wounded.
Page 88 - EPITAPH ON CHARLES II. Here lies our Sovereign Lord the King, Whose word no man relies on, Who never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one.
Page 64 - In squandering wealth was his peculiar art; Nothing went unrewarded but desert. Beggared by fools whom still he found too late, He had his jest, and they had his estate.
Page 177 - To-day she was a paysanne, with her straw hat tied at the back of her head, looking as if too new to what she passed to know what she looked at. Yesterday, she, perhaps, had been the dressed belle of Hyde Park, trimmed, powdered, patched, painted to the utmost power of rouge and white lead ; to-morrow she would be the cravatted Amazon of the riding-house : but, be she what she might, the hats of the fashionable promenaders swept the ground as she passed.
Page 240 - The bed, which is silvered instead of gilt, rests on the backs of two large silver swans, so exquisitely sculptured that every feather is in alto-relievo, and looks as fleecy as those of the living bird. The recess in which it is placed is lined with white fluted silk, bordered with blue embossed lace ; and from the columns that support the frieze of the recess, pale blue silk curtains, lined with white, are hung, which, when drawn, conceal the recess altogether.
Page 118 - For say what subject is more fit, Than to record the sparkling wit And bloom of lovely Peggy. The sun first rising in the morn, That paints the dew-bespangled thorn, Does not so much the day adorn As does my lovely Peggy. And when in Thetis...
Page 305 - I recognised my mistake. Behold! I found upon her something neither of woman nor of man: in each of her eyes sat a devil. These evil forces bore her through the tragedy, kept up her feeble strength - for she was but a frail creature; and as the action rose and the stir deepened, how wildly they shook her with their passions of the pit! They wrote HELL on her straight, haughty brow. They tuned her voice to the note of torment. They writhed her regal face to a demoniac mask. Hate and Murder and Madness...
Page 194 - I discover anything but those persons and objects which were familiar to me. It would be quite impossible for me to describe the state I was in. I was so agitated, so excited, so disconcerted and so tremulous that I cannot conceive how I was able to accomplish even half of what I had been told to do. 'I offered the rose to the great nobleman and said to him: "You know what this means
Page 305 - These evil forces bore her through the tragedy, kept up her feeble strength — she was but a frail creature ; and, as the action rose and the stir deepened, how wildly they shook her with their passions of the pit ! They wrote " Hell " on her straight, haughty brow.