Lazar

And Tamburlane cloked the fantasticall cruelty, he exercised upon Lazars or Leprousmen, with a foolish kinde of humanitie, putting all he could finde or heare-of, to death, (as he said,) to ridde them from so painefull and miserable a life, as they lived.

Why were they proud? Because fair orange-mounts Were of more soft ascent than lazar stairs?

The Servians have a legend, which gives a terrible picture of this national virtue: “Day departs, and the moon shines upon the white fields of snow. A stranger enters the dwelling of poor Lazar.

It was on the morning after the arrival of the Mussulman forces upon the plain of Kossova, that a herald, accompanied by a small escort, demanded an interview with the Sultan Murad, on the part of his master, Lazar, the King of Servia.

At that time S.M. Lazar, editor in Cracow of the new Hebrew nespaper, Ha-Miṣpeh, had accused Hurwitz and his editor, Yosef Klausner, of anarchism, sacrilege, and “missionizing.”