"Churchless" Quotes from Famous Books
... seem a tragedy— A feint, a farce. My honest lord, you are known Thro' all the courts of Christendom as one That mars a cause with over-violence. You have wrong'd Fitzurse. I speak not of myself. We thought to scare this minion of the King Back from her churchless commerce with the King To the fond arms of her first love, Fitzurse, Who swore to marry her. You have spoilt the farce. My savage cry? Why, she—she—when I strove To work against her license for her good, Bark'd out at me such monstrous charges, that The King himself, for love of his own sons, ... — Becket and other plays • Alfred Lord Tennyson |