 | Saint Thomas More - 1924 - عدد الصفحات: 224
...never had quiet in his mind, he never thought himself sure. Where he went abroad, his eyen whirled about, his body privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like one alway ready to strike again ; he took ill rest a nights, lay long waking and musing, sore wearied with... | |
 | 1907 - عدد الصفحات: 1012
...in his mind, never thought himself secure. When he went abroad, his eyes whirled about, his body was privily fenced, his hand ever on his dagger, his countenance and manner like one always ready to strike again. He took ill rest at nights, lay long waking and musing ; sore wearied... | |
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