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Remains, Historical and Literary, Connected with the Palatine ..., Volume 47
Affichage du livre entier - 1902
Remains, Historical and Literary, Connected with the Palatine ..., Volume 62
Affichage du livre entier - 1907
Remains, Historical and Literary, Connected with the Palatine ..., Volume 50
Affichage du livre entier - 1903
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Page 573 - Lady Suffolk, in the spleen, Runs laughing up to tell the queen. The queen, so gracious, mild, and good, Cries, " Is he gone ? 'tis time he should.
Page 319 - Mr. Home, a young clergyman, his friend. Lord Balmerino followed, alone, in a blue coat, turned up with red (his rebellious regimentals), a flannel waistcoat, and his shroud beneath; their hearses following. They were conducted to a house near the scaffold ; the room forwards...
Page 319 - He remained an hour and a half in the house, and shed tears. At last he came to the scaffold, certainly much terrified, but with a resolution that prevented his behaving in the least meanly or unlike a gentleman.
Page 317 - ... witnesses were examined whom afterwards the old hero shook cordially by the hand. The lords withdrew to their house and returning demanded of the judges, whether one point not being proved, though all the rest were, the indictment was false ? To which they unanimously answered in the negative. Then the lord high steward asked the peers severally, whether lord Balmerino was guilty ? All said, " Guilty, upon honour," and then adjourned, the prisoner having begged pardon for giving them so much...
Page 320 - ... last the Earl knelt down, with a visible unwillingness to depart, and after five minutes dropped his handkerchief, the signal, and his head was cut off at once, only hanging by a bit of skin, and was received in a scarlet cloth, by four of the undertaker's men kneeling, who wrapped it up, and put it into the coffin with the body ; orders having been given not to expose the heads, as used to be the custom.
Page 317 - At the bar he plays with his fingers upon the axe while he talks to the gentleman gaoler ; and one day somebody coming up to listen, he took the blade and held it like a fan between their faces. During the trial a little boy was near him, but not tall enough to see ; he made room for the child, and placed him near himself.
Page 574 - God bless the King ! — I mean the faith's defender— God bless (no harm in blessing !) the Pretender ! But who Pretender is, or who is King — God bless us all ! — that's quite another thing.
Page 602 - Mr. Shadow acquaints me in a postscript, that he has no manner of title to the vision which succeeded his first letter ; but adds, that as the gentleman who wrote it dreams very sensibly, he shall be glad to meet him some night or other, under the great elmtree, by which Virgil has given us a fine metaphorical image of sleep, in order to turn over a few of the leaves together, and oblige the public with an account of the dreams that lie under them.
Page 320 - Then he went to the corner of the scaffold, and called very loud for the warder, to give him his perriwig, which he took off, and put on a night-cap of Scotch plaid, and then pulled off his coat and waistcoat, and lay down ; but being told he was on the wrong side, vaulted round, and immediately gave the sign by tossing up his arm, as if he were giving the signal for battle.