I have no friends in this world." "Then I come back to what I thought before; and the more so as l...
2011-12-11
"Oh, Mynheer Cornelius, speak, speak!" exclaimed Rosa, still bathed in tears. "Give me your hand, ...
meant, and, on being informed of the cause of all this stir, climbed up to his post of observation,...
"Sir, it is Craeke." "Craeke! the confidential servant of Mynheer John de Witt? Good, let him wait...
"You would open the door?" "No, I should allow it to be forced." "But they will kill me!" "Yes, i...
he perhaps have yielded to the mere desire of vengeance which was gnawing at his heart, had not the...
useless to go any farther; we are lost!" "Here they are! here they are!" five hundred voices were ...
Boxtel sank quite paralyzed on that very table, and on that very spot where, some hours before, the...
The Tulip-fancier and his Neighbour Whilst the burghers of the Hague were tearing in pieces the bo...
hand; but as it was turned the wrong way, he broke his arm just above the wrist. Cornelius rushed ...
Boxtel had not the good fortune of being rich, like Van Baerle. He had therefore, with great care a...
Baerle's beds tulips which dazzled him by their beauty, and almost choked him by their perfection! ...
In their mad vaunting and bewildered pride, Shall guide him as a victor to his home! For had but j...
deputies will order Tilly's horse to quit their post?" "Why not?" the young man quietly retorted. ...
Lie they out yonder? the full horror speak! Did hands meet hands more close than brotherly? Came f...