Just as the fight was at its hottest, Thiegaud came in from the green of the bishopric at the head of a large body of woodmen serfs, armed with stout hatchets, and threw himself into the fray.
— from The Pilgrim's Shell; Or, Fergan the Quarryman: A Tale from the Feudal Times by Eugène Sue
The beauty is chiefly in the central idea of forgiveness; but the workmanship of this composition has also a very remarkable beauty, a Celtic beauty of weirdness, such as we seldom find in a modern composition touching religious tradition.
— from Pre-Raphaelite and other Poets by Lafcadio Hearn
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