Slavery of the body might have been pitied, but that of the soul is only to be despised.

Shame to thee, King of merry England.

Thou hast enthralled both the limbs and the spirit of a knight, one scarce less famed than thyself." "Should I not prevent my kinswoman from drinking poison, by sullying the vessel which contained it, if I saw no other means of disgusting her with the fatal liquor ?" replied the King.
"It is thyself," answered Edith, "that would press me to drink poison, because it is proffered in a golden chalice." "Edith," said Richard, "I cannot force thy resolution; but beware you shut not the door which Heaven opens.

The hermit of Engaddi--he whom Popes and Councils have regarded as a prophet--hath read in the stars that thy marriage shall reconcile me with a powerful enemy, and that thy husband shall be Christian, leaving thus the fairest ground to hope that the conversion of the Soldan, and the bringing in of the sons of Ishmael to the pale of the church, will be the consequence of thy wedding with Saladin.

Come, thou must make some sacrifice rather than mar such happy prospects." "Men may sacrifice rams and goats," said Edith, "but not honour and conscience.