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Titel: Hints and questions for the use of candidates, lower instruction English
Auteur: Hoog, W. de
Uitgave: Dordrecht: J.P. Revers, 1890 *
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Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: Obr. 4878
URL: http://schoolmuseum.uba.uva.nl/bookid/LCSM_200870
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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lence in which they moved, and the traveller's steed started aside,
as some wretch, on whom the disease had broke forth, was dropped
from the vehicle by the selfish inhumanity of his comrades, and left
to perish by the way. Hard by the gate a wagon paused, and a
man with a mask threw ont its contents in a green slimy ditch that
bordered the road. These were garments and robes of all kind and
value; the broidered mantle of the gallant, the hood and veil of
my lady, and the rags of the peasant. While glancing at the labour
of the masker, the cavalier beheld a herd of swine, gaunt and half
famished, ruu to the spot in the hopes of food, and the traveller
shuddered to think what food they might have anticipated ! But ere
he reached the gate, those of the animals that had been busiest
rooting at the infectious heap, dropped down dead amongst their
fellows.
„ Ho, ho," said the masker, and his hollow voice sounded yet
more hollow through his vizard,— „ comest thou here to die, stran-
ger? See, thy brave mantle of triple-pile and golden broidery will
not save thee from the tumour. Kide on, ride on;—to-day fit
morsel for thy lady's kiss, to-morrow too foul for the rat and
worm!"
Replying not to this hideous welcome, Adrian, for it was he,
pursued his way. The gates stood wide open: this was the most
appalling sign of all, for, at first, the most jealous precaution had
been taken against the ingress of strangers. Now all care, all fore-
sight, all vigilance, were vain. And thrice nine warders had died
at that single post, and the officers to appoint their successors were
dead too. Law and Police, and the Tribunals of Health, and the
Boards of Safety, Death had stopped them all! And the Plague
killed art itself, social union, the harmony and mechanism of civili-
sation, as if they had been bone and tlesh!
So, mute and solitary, went on the lover, in his quest of love, re-
solved to find and to save his betrothed, and guided (that faithful
and loyal knight!) through the Wilderness of Horror by the blessed
hope of that strange passion, noblest of all when noble, basest of all
when base ! He came into a broad and spacious square lined with
palaces, the usual haunt of the best and most graceful nobility of
Italy. The stranger was alone now, and the tramp of his gallant