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| Pagina:WilliamMorris1903KunstEnMaatschappij.djvu/99 (bewerken | geschiedenis) | alt=The first booke of the communication of Raphael Hythloday, concernyng the best state of a commenwelth.
THE moste victorious & triumphant Kyng of Englande, Henry the eyght of that name, in al roial vertues a Prince most perelesse, hadde of late ín controversie with Charles, the right highe and mightye Kyng of Castell, weighty matters & of great importaunce. for the debatement & final determination wherof, the kinges Majesty sent me Ambassadour into Flaunders, joyned in commission with Cuthbert Tunstall, a man doutlesse out of comparison, and whom the Kynges Majestie of late, to the great rejoysynge of all men, dyd preferre to the office of Maíster of the Rolles.
BUT of thís mannes prayses I wyll saye nothyng, not bicause I doo feare that small credence |
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| Pagina:WilliamMorris1903KunstEnMaatschappij.djvu/51 (bewerken | geschiedenis) | alt=NEWS FROM NOWHERE OR AN EPOCH OF REST. CHAPTER I.DISCUSSION AND BED.
UP at the League, says a friend, there had been one night a brisk conversational discussion, as to what would happen on the Morrow of the Revolution, finally shading off into a vigorous statement by various friends, of their views on the future of the fully-developed new society.
SAYS your friend: Considering the subject, the discussion was good-tempered; for those present, being used to public meetings & after-lecture debates, if they did not listen to each other's opinions, which could scarcely be expected of them, at all events did not always attempt to speak all together, as is the custom of people in ordinary polite society when conversing |
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| Pagina:WilliamMorris1903KunstEnMaatschappij.djvu/129 (bewerken | geschiedenis) | alt=HERE BEGIN POEMS BY THE WAY. WRITTEN BY WILLIAM MORRIS. AND FIRST IS THE POEM CALLED FROM THE UPLAND TO THE SEA.
SHALL WE WAKE ONE MORN OF SPRING, GLAD AT HEART OF EVERYTHING, YET PENSIVE WITH THE THOUGHT OF EVE?
Then the white house shall we leave, Pass the wind-flowers and the bays, Through the garth, and go our ways, Wandering down among the meads Till our very joyance needs Rest at last; till we shall come To that Sun-god's lonely home, Lonely on the hill-side grey, Whence the sheep have gone away; Lonely till the feast-time is, When with prayer and praise of bliss, Thither comes the country side. |
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| Pagina:WilliamMorris1903KunstEnMaatschappij.djvu/131 (bewerken | geschiedenis) | alt=KUNST EN SOCIALISME
HET DOEL EN STREVEN DER HEDENDAAGSCHE ENGELSCHE SOCIALISTEN
LEZING GEHOUDEN VOOR HET ANTI-KLERIKAAL GENOOTSCHAP TE LEICESTER, 23 JANUARI 1883 |
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