Memoirs of the court of England during the reigns of the Stuarts, including the protectorate of Oliver Cromwell

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Page 258 - Compared to that was next her chin (Some bee had stung it newly) ; But, Dick, her eyes so guard her face, I durst no more upon them gaze, Than on the sun in July. Her mouth so small, when she does speak, Thou'dst swear her teeth her words did break, That they might passage get; But she so handled still the matter, They came as good as ours, or better, And are not spent a whit. Passion o
Page 300 - I raised such men as had the fear of God before them, and made some conscience of what they did, and from that day forward, I must say to you, they were never beaten, and wherever they were engaged against the enemy they beat continually...
Page 144 - Certainly," says Whitlocke,** with his usual candor, "never any man acted such a part, on such a theatre, with more wisdom, constancy, and eloquence, with greater reason, judgment, and temper, and with a better grace in all his words and actions, than did this great and excellent person; and he moved the hearts of all his auditors, some few excepted, to remorse and pity.
Page 289 - You know what my manner of life hath been. Oh, I lived in and loved darkness, and hated light; I was a chief, the chief of sinners. This is true : I hated godliness, yet God had mercy on me.
Page 67 - For we have heard him say, that this Jesus of Nazareth shall destroy this place, and shall change the customs which Moses delivered us. 15 And all that sat in' the council, looking steadfastly on him, saw his face as it had been the face of an angel.
Page 197 - ... because it was possible she might be conversant in romances), and by her judgment was guided whether to receive or reject it.
Page 300 - ... sons and persons of quality; do you think that the spirits of such base and mean fellows will ever be able to encounter gentlemen, that have honour and courage and resolution in them...
Page 256 - Could ever yet produce, No grape, that's kindly ripe, could be So round, so plump, so soft as she, Nor half so full of juice. Her finger was so small, the ring Would not stay on, which they did bring, It was too wide a peck; And to say truth (for out it must) It...
Page 257 - But oh! she dances such a way, No sun, upon an Easter Day, Is half so fine a sight!
Page 171 - I have said, Ye are gods ; and all of you are children of the most high.

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