Memoirs of the Naval Worthies of Queen Elizabeth's Reign: Of Their Gallant Deeds, Daring Adventures, and Services, in the Infant State of the British Navy

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J. Murray, 1845 - 495 pages

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Page 429 - Here die I, Richard Grenville, with a joyful and quiet mind, for that I have ended my life as a true soldier ought to do, that hath fought for his country, queen, religion, and honour...
Page 392 - I that was wont to behold her riding like Alexander, hunting like Diana, walking like Venus, the gentle wind blowing her fair hair about her pure cheeks, like a nymph; sometime sitting in the shade like a Goddess; sometime singing like an angel; sometime playing like Orpheus. Behold the sorrow of this world! Once amiss, hath bereaved me of all.
Page 379 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Page 470 - I have been bullied by an usurper ; I have been neglected by a court ; but I will not be dictated to by a subject : your man shan't stand. " ANNE Dorset, Pembroke and Montgomery.
Page 469 - This pillar was erected in the year 1656, by Ann, Countess Dowager of Pembroke, &c. for a memorial of her last parting, in this place, with her good and pious mother, Margaret, Countess Dowager of Cumberland, on the 2d of April, 1616; in memory whereof she hath left an annuity of 41.
Page 364 - Who, when he dies, his tomb may be a bush Where harmless Robin dwells with gentle thrush. " Your majesty's exiled servant,
Page 411 - voyage is money, spare your purse in this particular, for " upon my life you have a sufficient pardon for all that is " passed already, the king having under his broad seal, " made you admiral of your fleet, and given you power of " the martial law over your officers and soldiers.
Page 470 - PEMBROKE reared ; Which still records, beyond the pencil's power, The silent sorrows of a parting hour ; Still to the musing pilgrim points the place Her sainted spirit most delights to trace ? Thus, with the manly glow of honest pride, O'er his dead son the gallant ORMOND sighed.
Page 406 - I do not hear yet, that you have spoken one word against me ; here is no treason of mine done. If my lord Cobham be a traitor, what is that to me ? Attorney. All that he did was by thy instigation, thou viper ; for I thou thee, thou traitor. Ralegh. It becometh not a man of quality and virtue to call me so; but I take comfort in it, it is all you can do.

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