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Updated: June 19, 2025
The Marquis of Montserrat started. "What! spoke you of Richard of England of Coeur de Lion the champion of Christendom?" His cheek turned pale and his knees trembled as he spoke. The Templar looked at him, with his iron visage contorted into a smile of contempt. "Knowest thou what thou look'st like, Sir Conrade, at this moment?
"Thou say'st thou art my grand-child, Ghita the daughter of my son Francesco?" "Signore, I am, as all tell me as my heart tells me and as I believe." "And thou look'st upon these opinions as unworthy unsuited, if thou lik'st that better to this solemn moment, and considerest the manner of a death a matter of indifference, even to a soldier?"
Adam was as good as gold, and never had a qualm of conscience or stomach till Eve seduced him into eating raw apples." "Young man, thou'st been crossed in love. I see it now. That's why thou look'st so sorrowful." "Sorrowful! Did you ever know a man crossed in love who looked less sorrowful when he came across a pudding?" "Hey! but thou canst ply a good knife and fork, that I will say for thee."
But I am an old man now, Stine, though thou look'st fair and fresh as ever, and I do not know what to make of these things. White napery on the table; glass drinking things; nay, were it not for thee and the Schneiderlein, I should not know I was at home."
"Menon, a cushion for our guest!" cried Rhodopis. "Be welcome to my house and take some repose after your wild, thoroughly Lydian, ride." "By the dog, Gyges!" exclaimed Croesus. Schol. Aristoph. "What brings thee here at this hour? I begged thee not to quit Bartja's side . . . But how thou look'st! what is the matter? has aught happened? speak, speak!"
"Nay, nay, none will ever love me! All will hate and flee from me, as from a basilisk or cockatrice, or the Loathly Worm of Spindlesheugh," sobbed Grisell. "Then, my maid, thou must win them back by thy sweet words and kind deeds. They are better than looks. And here too they shall soon think only of what thou art, not of what thou look'st."
"Take back thy presents; my young men will have none of them, for they can accept nothing except from a friend and if thou look'st at their feet, thou shalt see their mocassins, their leggings, even their bridles are braided with the hair of thy people, perhaps of thy brothers.
She was encouraged to continue this caress, because when she first went up to him, he had thrown himself back in his chair to look at her affectionately and say, "Why, Mother, thee look'st rare and hearty this morning. Eh, Gyp wants me t' look at him. He can't abide to think I love thee the best." Lisbeth said nothing, because she wanted to say so many things.
Here's some life in yt yet: what cheare? how is't, my heart of gold? speake, man, if thou canst; looke this way; I promise thee 'tis an honest man & a true Englishman that speakes to thee. Thou look'st away as if thou didst not trust me: I prithee speake to me any thing, Ile take thy word & thanke the, too. Alas, I feare he's past it; he strives and cannot speake.
I know, after all, he hath good blood in his veins! and I will indulge him with a turn in the court yonder, had he been ten times a brewer." "Such ribaldry, friend," said Oliver, "I treat with the contempt it deserves. But if thou hast any thing to say touching the matter in question speak out like a man, though thou look'st more like a beast."
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