Selections from Papers of the Twining Family: A Sequel to 'The Recreations and Studies of a Country Clergyman of the 18th Century', the Rev. Thomas Twining, Some-time Rector of St. Mary's Colchester

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J. Murray, 1887 - Europe - 323 pages
 

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Page 37 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Page 309 - Here was deposited, the mortal part of a man, who feared GOD, but not death; and maintained independence, but sought not riches ; who thought none below him, but the base and unjust, none above him, but the wise and virtuous...
Page 309 - That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death ? I met a little cottage Girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad: Her eyes were fair, and very fair ; — Her beauty made me glad. "Sisters and brothers, little Maid, How many may you be?" "How many? Seven in all," she said, And wondering looked at me.
Page 310 - Seven are we ; And two of us at Conway dwell, And two are gone to sea. 20 " Two of us in the church-yard lie, My sister and my brother ; And in the church-yard cottage, I Dwell near them with my mother.
Page 311 - And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side." "How many are you, then," said I, "If they two are in heaven?
Page 309 - A SIMPLE child That lightly draws its breath, And feels its life in every limb, What should it know of death? I met a little cottage girl : She was eight years old, she said; Her hair was thick with many a curl That clustered round her head. She had a rustic, woodland air, And she was wildly clad; Her eyes were fair, and very fair; — Her beauty made me glad. " Sisters and brothers, little maid, How many...
Page 310 - Then did the little maid reply : "Seven boys and girls are we; Two of us in the churchyard lie, Beneath the churchyard tree.
Page 5 - I pity the man who can travel from Dan. to Beersheba, and cry, 'Tis all barren and so it is; and so is all the world to him, who will not cultivate the fruits it offers.
Page 311 - My stockings there I often knit My 'kerchief there I hem ; And there upon the ground I sit — I sit and sing to them. "And often after sunset, sir, When it is light and fair, I take my little porringer And eat my supper there. "The first that died was...
Page 311 - So in the church-yard she was laid; And all the summer dry, Together round her grave we played, My brother John and I. 'And when the ground was white with snow, And I could run and slide, My brother John was forced to go, And he lies by her side.

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