Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 12, 2025
The tymbestere nodded, snapped her fingers in the air, and humming no holy ditty, returned to the house through the doorway. This short conference betrays to the reader the relations, mutually advantageous, which subsisted between the conjuror and the tymbesteres. Nor was this all; both tymbesteres and conjuror were fortune-tellers by profession.
The fair equestrian turned away her head at these words; the nobleman watched her a moment, and dropped some coins into the timbrel. "Ha, ha!" cried the tymbestere, pointing her long arm to Sibyll, and springing towards the balcony, "The cushat would mate Above her state, And she flutters her wings round the falcon's beak; But death to the dove Is the falcon's love!
The tymbestere nodded, snapped her fingers in the air, and humming no holy ditty, returned to the house through the doorway. This short conference betrays to the reader the relations, mutually advantageous, which subsisted between the conjuror and the tymbesteres. Nor was this all; both tymbesteres and conjuror were fortune-tellers by profession.
Ha, ha! Master, thou shalt present me then to the Sabbat. Graul has the mettle for a bonny witch!" The tymbestere vanished with a laugh.
Afar they heard the tramping of feet; suddenly, a dark red light shot up into the blue air, a light from the flame of many torches. "The wizard, the wizard! Death to the wizard, who would starve the poor!" yelled forth, and was echoed by a stern hurrah. Adam stood motionless, Sibyll by his side. "The wizard and his daughter!" shrieked a sharp single voice, the voice of Graul the tymbestere.
"They are but dancing, poor girls, round the wicked wizard whom Friar Bungey caused to be strangled, and his witch daughter." A chill foreboding seized upon Alwyn: he darted forward, scattering peasant and tymbestere with his yet bloody sword. His feet stumbled against some broken fragments; it was the poor Eureka, shattered, at last, for the sake of the diamond!
Poor gentlefolks, they must be unked dull, yonder!" "If the Yorkists come hither, which we shall soon know by the scouts, we must shift Sir John and the damsel to the back of the house, over thy tap-room." "Manage it as thou wilt, Meg; but thou seest they keep quiet and snug. Ho, ho, ho! that tall tymbestere is supple enough to make an owl hold his sides with laughing.
The fair equestrian turned away her head at these words; the nobleman watched her a moment, and dropped some coins into the timbrel. "Ha, ha!" cried the tymbestere, pointing her long arm to Sibyll, and springing towards the balcony, "The cushat would mate Above her state, And she flutters her wings round the falcon's beak; But death to the dove Is the falcon's love!
Word Of The Day
Others Looking