Ivanhoe: A RomanceHoughton, Mifflin and Company, 1895 - 348 من الصفحات |
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... Saxons , hated . The feudal system was brought into England by the Normans . Under this system the king , who was the ... Saxon lords , or thanes , had much less freedom than before the Conquest . and protection , to support him in his ...
... Saxons , hated . The feudal system was brought into England by the Normans . Under this system the king , who was the ... Saxon lords , or thanes , had much less freedom than before the Conquest . and protection , to support him in his ...
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... Saxon princes and nobles had been extirpated or disinherited , with few or no exceptions ; nor were the numbers great who possessed land in the country of their fathers even as proprietors of the second , or of yet infe- rior classes ...
... Saxon princes and nobles had been extirpated or disinherited , with few or no exceptions ; nor were the numbers great who possessed land in the country of their fathers even as proprietors of the second , or of yet infe- rior classes ...
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... Saxon was abandoned to the use of rustics and hinds , 1 who knew no other . Still , however , the necessary intercourse between the lords of the soil , and those oppressed inferior beings by whom that soil was cultivated , occasioned ...
... Saxon was abandoned to the use of rustics and hinds , 1 who knew no other . Still , however , the necessary intercourse between the lords of the soil , and those oppressed inferior beings by whom that soil was cultivated , occasioned ...
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... Saxon slave , she goes by her Saxon name ; but becomes a Norman and is called pork when she is carried to the Castle - hall to feast among the nobles . What dost thou think of this , friend Gurth , ha ? ” " It is but too true doctrine ...
... Saxon slave , she goes by her Saxon name ; but becomes a Norman and is called pork when she is carried to the Castle - hall to feast among the nobles . What dost thou think of this , friend Gurth , ha ? ” " It is but too true doctrine ...
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... Saxon peasants . " I asked you , my children , " said the Prior , raising his voice , and using the lingua Franca , or mixed language , in which the Norman and Saxon races conversed with each other , " if there be in this neighborhood ...
... Saxon peasants . " I asked you , my children , " said the Prior , raising his voice , and using the lingua Franca , or mixed language , in which the Norman and Saxon races conversed with each other , " if there be in this neighborhood ...
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answered armor arms Athelstane attendants battle Beaumanoir beauty Black Knight blood Bracy Brian de Bois-Guilbert brother called canst castle Cedric champion CHAPTER Christian cnichts companion Copmanhurst daughter death Disinherited Knight England exclaimed eyes fair fate father fear Fitzurse fool forest Friar Front-de Front-de-Bœuf Grand Master Gurth hand hath head heart Heaven hermit holy holy Order honor horse Isaac Ivanhoe Jester Jewess King knave Knight Templar knowest Lady Rowena lance lists Locksley look maiden Malvoisin noble Norman numbers Order outlaw Preceptor present priest Prince John Prior Aymer prisoner ransom Rebecca replied reverend Richard Richard Plantagenet Saint Saint Dunstan Saracens Saxon seemed Sir Knight squire steed sword tell Templar Templestowe thee thine thou art thou dost thou hast thou shalt thou wilt thyself tion tournament valor voice Waldemar Wamba Wilfred wine wounded yeoman yonder zecchins
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الصفحة 519 - His fall was destined to a barren strand, A petty fortress and a dubious hand ; He left the name, at which the world grew pale, To point a moral, or adorn a tale.
الصفحة 435 - But, present still, though now unseen, When brightly shines the prosperous day, Be thoughts of thee a cloudy screen, To temper the deceitful ray. And...
الصفحة 436 - ... And oh, when stoops on Judah's path In shade and storm the frequent night, Be THOU, long-suffering, slow to wrath, A burning, and a shining light ! Our harps we left by Babel's streams, The tyrant's jest, the Gentile's scorn ; No censer round our altar beams, And mute our timbrel, trump, and horn.
الصفحة 315 - his men rush to the rescue, headed by the haughty Templar - their united force compels the champion to pause - They drag Front-de-Boeuf within the walls." "The assailants have won the barriers, have they not?
الصفحة 169 - FAR in a wild, unknown to public view, From youth to age a reverend hermit grew ; The moss his bed, the cave his humble cell, His food the fruits, his drink the crystal well : Remote from man, with God he pass'd the days, Prayer all his business, all his pleasure praise.
الصفحة 149 - Sith it be no better,' said Locksley, 'I am content to try my fortune; on condition that when I have shot two shafts at yonder mark of Hubert's, he shall be bound to shoot one at that which I shall propose.
الصفحة 89 - The knights are dust. And their good swords are rust, Their souls are with the saints, we trust.
الصفحة 93 - At length, as the Saracenic music of the challengers concluded one of those long and high flourishes with which they had broken the silence of the lists, it was answered by a solitary trumpet, which breathed a note of defiance from the northern extremity. All eyes were turned to see the new champion which these sounds announced, and no sooner were the barriers opened than he paced into the lists. As far as could be judged of a man sheathed in...
الصفحة 152 - ... multitude awaited the event in breathless silence. The archer vindicated their opinion of his skill: his arrow split the willow rod against which it was aimed. A jubilee of acclamations followed; and even Prince John, in admiration of Locksley's skill, lost for an instant his dislike to his person. 'These twenty nobles...
الصفحة 435 - When Israel, of the Lord beloved, Out from the land of bondage came, Her fathers' God before her moved, An awful guide in smoke and flame. By day, along the astonished lands, The cloudy pillar glided slow ; By night, Arabia's crimsoned sands Returned the fiery column's glow. There rose the choral hymn of praise, And trump and timbrel answered keen, And Zion's daughters poured their lays, With priest's and warrior's voice between.