Summer excursions in ... Kent, along the banks of the rivers Thames and MedwayWm. S. Orr and Company, 1847 - 120 pages |
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... lived ; here she married : from hence was she tempted to the Tower to assume a crown she was destined but a short time to wear . From Durham House , accompanied by her young and handsome husband , surrounded by all the pomp and ...
... lived ; here she married : from hence was she tempted to the Tower to assume a crown she was destined but a short time to wear . From Durham House , accompanied by her young and handsome husband , surrounded by all the pomp and ...
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... lived Robert Devereux , the handsome , the courtly , the brave , yet rash and headstrong Earl of Essex - the Earl . Here audience was sought with him by princes , nobles , and ambas- sadors , while the sunlight of Elizabeth's favour was ...
... lived Robert Devereux , the handsome , the courtly , the brave , yet rash and headstrong Earl of Essex - the Earl . Here audience was sought with him by princes , nobles , and ambas- sadors , while the sunlight of Elizabeth's favour was ...
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... lived within these legal precincts , ending a short life by his own hand . - Charles Lamb , one of the purest , most truthful , and plea- santest of English writers , says : " I was born , and passed the first seven years of my life ...
... lived within these legal precincts , ending a short life by his own hand . - Charles Lamb , one of the purest , most truthful , and plea- santest of English writers , says : " I was born , and passed the first seven years of my life ...
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... lived to the time of Stephen . here , says Froissart in his " Chronicles , " that Richard the Second met his lady mother , after the death of Wat Tyler , as he rode down from Smithfield with Sir William Walworth , who It was LONDON AT ...
... lived to the time of Stephen . here , says Froissart in his " Chronicles , " that Richard the Second met his lady mother , after the death of Wat Tyler , as he rode down from Smithfield with Sir William Walworth , who It was LONDON AT ...
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... lived in Chink Street ; Chaucer linked the Tabard to his Canterbury Pilgrimage ; and Gower ( one of the fathers of English literature ) left his bones to rest near the Ladye Chapel . The ashes of another poet there repose , with no ...
... lived in Chink Street ; Chaucer linked the Tabard to his Canterbury Pilgrimage ; and Gower ( one of the fathers of English literature ) left his bones to rest near the Ladye Chapel . The ashes of another poet there repose , with no ...
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Page 17 - THREE Poets, in three distant ages born, Greece, Italy, and England did adorn. The first in loftiness of thought surpassed; The next in majesty •, In both the last. The force of Nature could no further go ; To make a third, she joined the former two.
Page 18 - Earth has not anything to show more fair; Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty...
Page 133 - Enlarged winds, that curl the flood, Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage; If I have freedom in my love And in my soul am free, Angels alone, that soar above, Enjoy such liberty.
Page 286 - leap out, leap out!" bang, bang! the sledges go; Hurrah! the jetted lightnings are hissing high and low; A hailing fount of fire is struck at every squashing blow ; The leathern mail rebounds the hail; the rattling cinders strow The ground around; at every bound the sweltering fountains flow; And, thick and loud, the swinking crowd at every stroke pant "ho!
Page 133 - When love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at my grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettur'd with her eye, The birds that wanton in the air, Know no such liberty.
Page 286 - Strike in, strike in, the sparks begin to dull their rustling red!" Our hammers ring with sharper din, our work will soon be sped ; Our anchor soon must change his bed of fiery rich array, For a hammock at the roaring bows, or an oozy couch of clay; Our anchor soon must change the lay of merry craftsmen here, For the Yeo-heave-o...
Page 2 - Through the cleft rock, and, chiming as they fall Upon loose pebbles, lose themselves at length In matted grass, that with a livelier green Betrays the secret of their silent course, Nature inanimate employs sweet sounds, But animated nature sweeter still, To soothe and satisfy the human ear.
Page 286 - ... ho!" Leap out, leap out, my masters! leap out, and lay on load! Let's forge a goodly anchor — a bower thick and broad ; For a heart of oak is hanging on every blow, I bode; And I see the good ship riding, all in a perilous road, — The low reef roaring on her lee; the roll of ocean...
Page 286 - But while ye swing your sledges, sing ; and let the burden be, " The Anchor is the Anvil King, and royal craftsmen we ; Strike in, strike in, the sparks begin to dull their rustling red!" Our hammers ring with sharper din, our work will soon be sped ; Our anchor soon must change his bed of fiery rich array...
Page 13 - Let him that is a true-born gentleman, And stands upon the honour of his birth, If he suppose that I have pleaded truth, From on this brier pluck a white rose with me. Som. Let him that is no coward, nor no flatterer, But dare maintain the party of the truth, Pluck a red rose from off this thorn with me.