Harvard Classics
ROSAURA. There, four-footed Fury, blast Engender'd brute, without the wit Of brute, or mouth to match the bit Of man--art satisfied at last? Who, when thunder roll'd aloof, Tow'rd the spheres of fire your ears Pricking, and the granite kicking Into lightning with your hoof, Am...
LORD. At the very hour To which your Highness temper'd it. Yet not So wholly but some lingering mist still hung About his dawning senses--which to clear, We fill'd and handed hi...
4. Chapter 4CLOTALDO. Princes and princesses, and counsellors Fluster'd to right and left--my life made at-- But that was nothing Even the white-hair'd, venerable King Seized on--Indeed, yo...
1. Chapter 1ROSAURA. There, four-footed Fury, blast Engender'd brute, without the wit Of brute, or mouth to match the bit Of man--art satisfied at last? Who, when thunder roll'd aloof, Tow'...
2. Chapter 2ASTOLFO. My royal cousin, if so near in blood, Till this auspicious meeting scarcely known, Till all that beauty promised in the bud Is now to its consummate blossom blown, Well...
5. Chapter 5FIFE. God save them both, and save them all! say I!-- Oh--what hot work!--Whichever way one turns The whistling bullet at one's ears--I've drifted Far from my mad young--master-...