"Shrive" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... He shall make me safe at last, if I do my duty, and pay my dues to the Church, and shrive me [confess sins to a priest] metely oft, and so forth? Ay, I reckon I do," said Amphillis, in a tone which sounded rather as if she ...
— The White Lady of Hazelwood - A Tale of the Fourteenth Century • Emily Sarah Holt
... I answer but with laughter? "You are a leopard, and a lamb, and a bantam cock all in one," I jeered at him. "No wonder that I feel you need a priest to shrive you;" and I laughed again, and would not notice the hurt shining of his ...
— Montlivet • Alice Prescott Smith
... a hundred such—are, to my thinking, instances of happy and, I will add, even wise audacity: at least, if there be any overstraining of imagery, I can easily shrive the fault, for the subtile felicity involved in them. They are certainly quite at home in the millennium of poetry which Shakespeare created for us; albeit I can well remember the time when such transcendent raptures were ...
— Shakespeare: His Life, Art, And Characters, Volume I. • H. N. Hudson
... "she never will let me know it, since her father forbids a thought of me; and now here is this trial of skill at the duke's order come to make things worse, and if that swaggering Berengario of Fano win her, then truly will I join the free lances and pray heaven send me swift shrive and shroud." ...
— Bimbi • Louise de la Ramee
... head, or dead or alive, The Kaiser hath posted a price.—Saints shrive The King!" quoth Wiltau. ...
— Myth and Romance - Being a Book of Verses • Madison Cawein
... you half an hour, senor padre. That will be long enough to shrive the young Englishman," observed the jailer, as he ...
— The Young Llanero - A Story of War and Wild Life in Venezuela • W.H.G. Kingston
... light of the sky went out, only that of the tapers remained. Eve, awake at last, sent up shriek after shriek; Sir Andrew bending over the two fallen men, the murderer and the murdered, began to shrive them swiftly ere the last beat of life should have left their pulses. His father, brothers, and Grey Dick clustered round Hugh and lifted him. The fox-faced priest, Nicholas, whispered quick words into the ears of Acour and his knights. Acour ...
— Red Eve • H. Rider Haggard
... shrive thyself, and the priest will scrub off thy turpentine with a new haircloth; and now, good-day, the maids are a- waiting for ...
— The Saint's Tragedy • Charles Kingsley
... third—I heard his voice: It is the Hermit good! He singeth loud his godly hymns That he makes in the wood. He'll shrive my soul, he'll wash ...
— Lyrical Ballads, With Other Poems, 1800, Vol. I. • William Wordsworth
... man, with what seemed to the Padre a momentary gleam of triumph. Then, as his breath grew feebler, he called impatiently, "Shrive ...
— Legends and Tales • Bret Harte |
