Hereward the Wake, Τόμος 2J. F. Taylor, 1898 - 333 σελίδες Hereward was a teenage warrior from the Fens of Anglia, the son of Earl Leofric and Lady Godiva. He killed and killed until he was exiled, where he became a mercenary suppressing the Dutch on behalf of Norman overlords. When they invaded England, he spent many years fighting a guerilla war against them. But he was unfaithful to his wife, and that fatal flaw meant that he made a peace that his many enemies were bound to break |
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abbot Abbot Thorold Aldreth Alftruda Anglo-Saxon Chronicle arms Asbiorn Ascelin asked Bishop blood Bourne Bruneswold burn castle church churl cried Crowland curse Danes dare deeds Earl England English Englishman Etheldreda eyes fair fear fens fight forest French Frenchman Godiva Golden Borough Gospatric Guthlac hand head heard heart heaven Hereward Hereward the Wake Herluin holy honor horse housecarles isle Ivo Taillebois Jarl king knew knights lady land Lanfranc laughed Leofric likewise looked lord Mamzer minster monks Morcar never Norman once outlaw Peter of Blois Peterborough poor prayed priest quoth Richilda rode Roman road round safe saints says the chronicler sent shouted Sigtryg Sir Ascelin Siward soul stood Sweyn sword tell thee things Thorold thou art thought told took Torfrida traitor turned Ulfketyl valiant Wake Waltheof whither wild William Winter wise witch wood words
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Σελίδα 65 - Therefore hell hath enlarged herself, and opened her mouth without measure: and their glory, and their multitude, and their pomp, and he that rejoiceth, shall descend into it.
Σελίδα 311 - Sachentege was made thus : it was fastened to a beam, having a sharp iron to go round a man's throat and neck, so that he might no ways sit, nor lie, nor sleep, but that he must bear all the iron.
Σελίδα 311 - They greatly oppressed the wretched people by making them work at these castles, and when the castles were finished they filled them with devils and evil men. Then they took those whom they suspected to have any goods, by night and by day, seizing both men and women, and they put them in prison for their gold and silver, and tortured them with pains unspeakable, for never were any martyrs tormented as these were.
Σελίδα 312 - Then was corn dear, and flesh, and cheese, and butter, for there was none in the land, — wretched men starved with hunger, — some lived on alms, who had been erewhile rich : some fled the country, — never was there more misery, and never acted Heathens worse than these.
Σελίδα 312 - If two or three men came riding to a town, all the township fled before them, and thought that they were robbers. The bishops and clergy were ever cursing them, but this to them was nothing, for they were all accursed, and forsworn, and reprobate. The earth bare no corn; you might as well have tilled the sea, for the land was all ruined by such deeds, and it was said openly that Christ and his saints slept.
Σελίδα 312 - Truserie, and when the wretched townsfolk had no more to give, then burnt they all the towns, so that well mightest thou walk a whole day's journey or ever thou shouldest see a man settled in a town, or its lands tilled .... " Then was corn dear, and flesh, and cheese, and butter, for there was none in the land. Wretched men starved with hunger. Some lived on alms who had been once rich. Some fled the country. Never was there more misery, and never heathens acted worse than these.
Σελίδα 312 - At length they spared neither church nor churchyard, but they took all that was valuable therein, and then burned the church and all together.
Σελίδα 186 - I shall ryght wele Endure, as ye shall see ; And, or we go, a bedde or two I can provyde anone ; For, in my mynde, of all mankynde I love but you alone.
Σελίδα 311 - ... in a town, or its lands tilled. " ' Then was corn dear, and flesh, and cheese and butter, for there was none in the land — wretched men starved with hunger — some lived on alms who had been erewhile rich ; some fled the country...
Σελίδα 69 - Even such a man, so faint, so spiritless, So dull, so dead in look, so woe-begone, Drew Priam's curtain in the dead of night, And would have told him half his Troy was burn'd; But Priam found the fire ere he his tongue, And I my Percy's death ere thou report'st it. This thou would'st say, 'Your son did thus and thus; Your brother thus; so fought the noble Douglas...