walk away from this for weeks I skilled work and feel panic, because I only have so little time. Now that I've started it, I feel regret because it is such a beautiful, inspiring theme ^___^
All these intrigues and Eifersücheleien and especially the tragic triangle royal brothers Edward - George - Richard *___* are so incredibly sexy
When I his book "Richard III" have read in the summer, I somehow do not notice what is in it for brilliant sentences. It reads in better than many historical novels. What could it be but also that I really am grateful Gablé Penman and each player know ^ ^ °
particularly adorable quotes:
It's hard to be a brother of the king and the royal ancestry, but not participate in the throne, almost everything and therefore nothing to be. Best matches the French title "Monsieur" to him, the anfhaftet a faint irony, a touch of vagabond. Monsieur must in some way remain nameless, because he bears the royal name.
brother of a king to be, a profession with no obligations, but with many temptations. Ambition is part of his birthright and conspiracy is the only satisfaction of his envy.
It's hard to be a brother of the king and the royal ancestry, but not participate in the throne, almost everything and therefore nothing to be. Best matches the French title "Monsieur" to him, the anfhaftet a faint irony, a touch of vagabond. Monsieur must in some way remain nameless, because he bears the royal name.
brother of a king to be, a profession with no obligations, but with many temptations. Ambition is part of his birthright and conspiracy is the only satisfaction of his envy.
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The unbridled greed and arrogance of Woodville, which has become habitual debauchery, which Edwad had fallen along with the cheerful, brave but morally corrupt Lord Hastings, the unnerving tension of being on intrigue könglichen on court - that was how Richard felt the thieves who had robbed him of his brother and his brother, the size and strength.
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This royal court was like a tropical garden, which had a little jungle-like: overheated with lush flora, splendid performances of multi-colored plumage and the final tournament knight, the ceaseless whispers of dissension rustling, half-hidden full of suspicion and hatred. [...] In Westminster was the man from the bogs an Israelite in Babylon.
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The day after Anne Mowbray's wedding came together to Parliament to negotiate with George of Clarence for treason. It was a terrible event - the House of York tore his own flesh. No one but the king accused the Duke. No one answered the king's accusations other than the Duke.
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During the thirty years of his life he had lived almost all violence and knew very little rest. Much that was dear to him, he had lost: the invincible young warrior named Edward, Warwick, the faithful Montagu, Clarence ... When he looked at the last Christmas in the faces of Woodville, he had not because of his wild, reckless brother, think that now rotting behind the altar of Tewkesbury Abbey?
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When Edward now full of anguish in the shadow of death was, he could find no comfort when it gets to the unpredictability of Francis' character and that of Louis XI. humiliation experienced dangerous thought. The ominous lightning in the southeast threw the shadow of Henry Tudor Edwards mind.
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It was like a beginning and an end. The bishops in their albums and chasubles, the lords and courtiers in black attended the funeral, without knowing that they were characters in the prologue of a serious and bloody drama that, with the harmony be over soon and defiled their garments torn or would. Some of those present had not long to live and should not die peacefully.
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Death is a terrible thing for Louis XI. Because it will separate him from the great passion of his life, France, because He had the ingenious idea of tissue more subtle and insidious idea that the spin, the joy of his heart, tears.
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Anthony Woodville was a pilgrim and Ritter, child of the world and ascetic. As a dream he had in mind at the same time the Holy Grail and a fairly comfortable life before .[...] In a fog of contradictions, he is not under our observation.
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The unbridled greed and arrogance of Woodville, which has become habitual debauchery, which Edwad had fallen along with the cheerful, brave but morally corrupt Lord Hastings, the unnerving tension of being on intrigue könglichen on court - that was how Richard felt the thieves who had robbed him of his brother and his brother, the size and strength.
~ ~ ~
This royal court was like a tropical garden, which had a little jungle-like: overheated with lush flora, splendid performances of multi-colored plumage and the final tournament knight, the ceaseless whispers of dissension rustling, half-hidden full of suspicion and hatred. [...] In Westminster was the man from the bogs an Israelite in Babylon.
~ ~ ~
The day after Anne Mowbray's wedding came together to Parliament to negotiate with George of Clarence for treason. It was a terrible event - the House of York tore his own flesh. No one but the king accused the Duke. No one answered the king's accusations other than the Duke.
~ ~ ~
During the thirty years of his life he had lived almost all violence and knew very little rest. Much that was dear to him, he had lost: the invincible young warrior named Edward, Warwick, the faithful Montagu, Clarence ... When he looked at the last Christmas in the faces of Woodville, he had not because of his wild, reckless brother, think that now rotting behind the altar of Tewkesbury Abbey?
~ ~ ~
When Edward now full of anguish in the shadow of death was, he could find no comfort when it gets to the unpredictability of Francis' character and that of Louis XI. humiliation experienced dangerous thought. The ominous lightning in the southeast threw the shadow of Henry Tudor Edwards mind.
~ ~ ~
It was like a beginning and an end. The bishops in their albums and chasubles, the lords and courtiers in black attended the funeral, without knowing that they were characters in the prologue of a serious and bloody drama that, with the harmony be over soon and defiled their garments torn or would. Some of those present had not long to live and should not die peacefully.
~ ~ ~
Death is a terrible thing for Louis XI. Because it will separate him from the great passion of his life, France, because He had the ingenious idea of tissue more subtle and insidious idea that the spin, the joy of his heart, tears.
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Anthony Woodville was a pilgrim and Ritter, child of the world and ascetic. As a dream he had in mind at the same time the Holy Grail and a fairly comfortable life before .[...] In a fog of contradictions, he is not under our observation.
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Wah ... I just want to read more *___*
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