Copeland's Treasury for Booklovers: A Panorama of English and American Poetry and Prose from the Earliest Times to the Present, Volume 1 |
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Then the king gat his spear in both his hands , and ran toward Sir Mordred , crying : Traitor , now is thy death day come . And when Sir Mordred heard Sir Arthur , he ran until him with his sword drawn in his hand .
Then the king gat his spear in both his hands , and ran toward Sir Mordred , crying : Traitor , now is thy death day come . And when Sir Mordred heard Sir Arthur , he ran until him with his sword drawn in his hand .
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These verses were printed in Reliquiae Wottonianae , 1651 , & c . , with the title “ Sir Walter Raleigh the night before his death . " He was executed on October 29 , 1618 , in Old Palace Yard , Westminster .
These verses were printed in Reliquiae Wottonianae , 1651 , & c . , with the title “ Sir Walter Raleigh the night before his death . " He was executed on October 29 , 1618 , in Old Palace Yard , Westminster .
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Oh Death ! thou hast right to the bold , to the ambitious , to the high , and to the haughty ; but why this cruelty to the humble , to the meek , to the undiscerning , to the thoughtless ? Nor age , nor business , nor distress ...
Oh Death ! thou hast right to the bold , to the ambitious , to the high , and to the haughty ; but why this cruelty to the humble , to the meek , to the undiscerning , to the thoughtless ? Nor age , nor business , nor distress ...
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