His coffin had been entombed in the cold family vault of the Escurial, where no sunbeam enters.
The king was not in the capital, and he went on without delay to the Escurial.
Is there not a hint of many a Velasquez most exquisite, and of Mr. Stirling, which are worth a journey to the Escurial to worship?
And they said that there would soon be a death in the Escurial.
Among many other noteworthy works, a magnificent canvas from his hand may still be seen in the sacristy of the Escurial.
“I take no stock in thy lantern nor in the Escurial,” replied the Count.
The Escurial,—is a royal residence of Spain, fifteen miles north-west of Madrid.
He justified himself, was acquitted, and died the superior of the convent of the Escurial.
My house, my house, though thou art small, / Thou art to me the Escurial.
Oh, to the Escurial—to a vulgar, really a very vulgar entertainment—as vulgar as you could find in London.