Help us create a biggest collection of medieval chronicles and manuscripts on line.
#   A   B   C   D   E   F   G   H   I   J   K   L   M   N   O   P   Q   R   S   T   U   V   W   X   Y   Z 
Medieval chronicles, historical sources, history of middle ages, texts and studies

FRIEDERICH WERNER The Templars in Cyprus

DOWNLOAD THE ONLY FULL EDITIONS of

Sir John Froissart's Chronicles of England, France, Spain and the Ajoining Countries from the latter part of the reign of Edward II to the coronation of Henry IV in 12 volumes 

Chronicles of Enguerrand De Monstrelet (Sir John Froissart's Chronicles continuation) in 13 volumes 

 
 
 
  Previousall pages

Next  

FRIEDERICH WERNER
The Templars in Cyprus
page 155



Nono secth tho foundation, find thus, or e'er Ono looks for it, the holy Church is built. NOFFO. And twirls her weathercock to right and left As veers tho wind ! CHAPLAIN. Silence, thou reckless railer ! "Where is tho Prior ? NOFFO (pointing to the little door on the left). There in tho little cell. CnAPLAIX. What said he when yon read my letter to him ? NOFFO. Said ?—Naught ! nor word nor sound escaped his lips. First ho stood still ; then listened, as though ho would Scizo with his ears each separate syllable. Then shook his head, and pale as death clutched hard Tho prison stool. At length to Heaven ho raised His eyes and clenched his fist ; then ground his teeth, Then threw his head so violently back As though by dislocation of his throat To burst his swollen veins, and separate By violence chin from throat. So firm his feet Were planted on the floor, not twenty men Methinks could have dislodged ono foot of his. Then he began to laugh. I tell thee, Father, Beelzebub will not more shrilly peal, That day when he shall snatch thy sordid soul ! But soon this laugh to spell-bound stupor turn'd And from his straining eyes two tears nnchecked Fell down, while foam stood on his parted lips. I gently laid my hand on his clenched fist, And undesignedly he struck me with't So rude a blow I could not see nor hear ; Then stood he still, nor budged for half an hour ; Then heaved a sigh a fathom deep, which soon Was followed by lond cries, and staggering like 152 THE TEMPLARS IX CYPRUS. [ACT IY.


  Previous First Next  
 
 
 
 

"Medievalist" is an educational project designed as a digital collection of chronicles, documents and studies related to the middle age history. All materials from this site are permitted for non commersial use unless otherwise indicated. If you reduplicate documents from here you have to indicate "Medievalist" as a source and place link to us.