Effusions of love from Chatelar to Mary, queen of Scotland, tr. [or rather written by W.H. Ireland]. To which is added, Historical fragments, poetry, and remains of the amours, of that unfortunate princess |
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... breast the never - fading in- signia of love , and his qualifications are fer- vency and immutable truth . - Who dares dis- pute my claim ? -Cold world , I hate thee — I soar above thy grovelling trammels , and wing my way amid the ...
... breast the never - fading in- signia of love , and his qualifications are fer- vency and immutable truth . - Who dares dis- pute my claim ? -Cold world , I hate thee — I soar above thy grovelling trammels , and wing my way amid the ...
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... breast . - Nay , why affirm it , Mary ? It could not be : for had such baseness marked my mind , love had ne'er found sanctuary in this breast of mine . Yes ; D'Anville loved thee , loves thee still.- How oft at midnight have I heard ...
... breast . - Nay , why affirm it , Mary ? It could not be : for had such baseness marked my mind , love had ne'er found sanctuary in this breast of mine . Yes ; D'Anville loved thee , loves thee still.- How oft at midnight have I heard ...
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... breast , and harmo- nize the contending feelings ; it is the music of the mind , the language of the soul , which played upon , yields , like the silv'ry - corded lute , when touched by Mary's ' witching finger , a harmony divine ...
... breast , and harmo- nize the contending feelings ; it is the music of the mind , the language of the soul , which played upon , yields , like the silv'ry - corded lute , when touched by Mary's ' witching finger , a harmony divine ...
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... breast , to which he has confided all the raging madness of his own . He hath but now retired , I will not say to rest , for he , like Chatelar , forgets the name of sleep ; within his trembling hand he grasped the fatal mandate for his ...
... breast , to which he has confided all the raging madness of his own . He hath but now retired , I will not say to rest , for he , like Chatelar , forgets the name of sleep ; within his trembling hand he grasped the fatal mandate for his ...
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... breast ; he felt not for himself , but for D'Anville . Supported on my arm , my wretched lord , with an unsteady step and downcast look , bent his course towards his chamber . - Still was he speech- less , and still within his hand he ...
... breast ; he felt not for himself , but for D'Anville . Supported on my arm , my wretched lord , with an unsteady step and downcast look , bent his course towards his chamber . - Still was he speech- less , and still within his hand he ...
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Page 154 - Since once I sat upon a promontory, And heard a mermaid, on a dolphin's back, Uttering such dulcet and harmonious breath, That the rude sea grew civil at her song ; And certain stars shot madly from their spheres, To hear the sea-maid's music.
Page 208 - ... that she might enjoy the consolation of those pious institutions prescribed by her religion. Even this favour, which is usually granted to the vilest criminal, was absolutely denied. Her attendants, during this conversation, were bathed in tears, and though overawed by the presence of the two earls, with difficulty suppressed their anguish...
Page 210 - ... to undress before so many spectators, nor to be served by such valets. With calm but undaunted fortitude, she laid her neck on the block ; and while one executioner held her hands, the other, at the second stroke, cut off her head, which, falling out of its attire, discovered her hair already grown quite gray with cares and sorrows. The executioner held it up still streaming with blood, and the dean crying out, " So perish all Queen Elizabeth's enemies," the earl of Kent alone answered, Amen.
Page 181 - Music so softens and disarms the mind, That not an arrow does resistance find. Thus the fair tyrant celebrates the prize, And acts herself the triumph of her eyes : So Nero once, with harp in hand, survey'd His flaming Rome, and as it burn'd he play'd.
Page 211 - Elizabeth's enemies !" the earl of Kent alone answered Amen. The rest of the spectators continued silent, and drowned in tears; being incapable, at that moment, of any other sentiments but those of pity or admiration...
Page 210 - Beale read the warrant for execution with a loud voice, to which she listened with a careless air, and like one occupied in other thoughts. Then the dean of Peterborough began a devout discourse, suitable to her present condition, and offered up prayers to Heaven in her behalf ; but she declared that she could not in conscience hearken to the one, nor join with the other; and kneeling down, repeated a Latin prayer.
Page 209 - With much difficulty, and after many entreaties, she prevailed on the two earls to allow Melvil, together with three of her men servants and two of her maids, to attend her to the scaffold. It was erected in the same hall where she had been tried, raised a little above the floor, and covered, as well as a chair, the cushion, and block, with black cloth. Mary mounted the steps with alacrity, beheld all this apparatus of death with an unaltered countenance, and signing herself with the cross, she sat...
Page 210 - ... a Latin prayer. When the dean had finished his devotions, she, with an audible voice, and in the English tongue, recommended unto God the afflicted state of the church, and prayed for prosperity to her son, and for a long life and peaceable reign to Elizabeth. She declared that she hoped for mercy only through the death of Christ, at the foot of whose image she now willingly shed her blood ; and lifting up and kissing the crucifix, she thus addressed it : " As thy arms, O Jesus, " were extended...
Page 207 - is not worthy the joys of heaven, which repines because the body must endure the stroke of the executioner ; and though I did not expect that the Queen of England would set the first example of violating the sacred person of a sovereign prince, I willingly submit to that which Providence has decreed to be my lot.
Page 209 - At the bottom of the stairs the two earls, attended by several gentlemen from the neighbouring counties, received her; and there Sir Andrew Melvil, the master of her household, who had been secluded for some weeks from her presence, was permitted to take his last farewell. At the sight of a mistress whom he tenderly loved, in such a situation, he melted into tears ; and as he was bewailing her condition, and complaining of his own hard fate, in being appointed to carry the account of such a mournful...