The handbook for Torquay and its neighbourhood, with the natural history of the districtThe author, 1854 - 293 páginas |
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abbot ancient arches Ashburton Average of England Babbicombe beach Beacon beautiful Berry Head Bishop Bovey Braddons Bridge Brixham Buckfastleigh building Cary Castle cavern channel chapel cliffs Clifton coast Cockington colours Courtenay Cove Dart Dartmoor Dartmouth Devon Devonshire ditto Drewsteignton Earl east erected Exeter extremity favour feet fleet gardens Genus granted ground harbour Henry Holne Hope's Nose houses Ilsam John Kent's Cavern Kingskerswell Kistvaen lane limestone Lord Lord Hunsdon manor Marldon Mary Church Meadfoot Sands miles Mohun neighbourhood Newton objects of interest Paignton parish Park pass picturesque Plymouth portion Prince promontory red sandstone reign Ridgeway river road rocks Roundham scenery shore side Sir Hugh Pollard situated specimen Spirifera stone Street summit Teign Teignmouth temperature Terebratula Terrace Tor Abbey Torbay Torquay Totnes tower town Ugbrooke valley Victoria Parade village Waldon Hill walk wall William wind wood Woolborough وو
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Página 119 - Farewell ! a long farewell, to all my greatness ! This is the state of man : to-day he puts forth The tender leaves of hope, to-morrow blossoms, And bears his blushing honours thick upon him . The third day comes a frost, a killing frost, And, — when he thinks, good easy man, full surely His greatness is a-ripening, — nips his root, And then he falls, as I do.
Página 91 - T'other day, much in want of a subject for song, Thinks I to myself, I have hit on a strain ; Sure Marriage ls much like a Devonshire lane.
Página 127 - shipman" from Dartmouth, and we learn that, cotemporary with the poet, there were merchants at this place so wealthy, and possessed of so many ships, that it was said of one Hawley — " Blow the wind high, or blow it low, It bloweth fair to Hawley's hoe.
Página 39 - How great, how fallen, the mournful ruim shews. Of sacrilege, behold, what heaps appear ! Nor blush to drop the tributary tear. Here stood the font — here on high columns rais'd, •The dome extended — there the altar blaz'd The shatter'd aisles, with...
Página 115 - Many other of the rooms were well adorned with mouldings and fret-work, some of whose marble clavils were so delicately fine, that they would reflect an object true and lively from a great distance. In short, the number of...
Página 92 - tis a chance, but they get in a pother. And jostle and cross and run foul of each other. Oft Poverty greets them with mendicant looks, And Care pushes by them, o'erladen with crooks ; And Strife's grazing wheels try between them to pass, And Stubbornness blocks up the way on her ass. Then the banks are so high, to the left hand and right, That they shut up the beauties around them from sight ; And hence you'll allow 'tis an inference plain, That marriage is just like a Devonshire lane.
Página 89 - Emperor, to have returned with him across the Alps, and finally to have settled in Brittany. Eight generations later his lineal representative crossed to England in the reign of Edward the Confessor, and in the time of William the Conqueror was advanced to great honour and power. From that time to the present day I can trace my descent without a break. Not that the Vinceys — for that was the final corruption of the name after its bearers took root in English soil — have been particularly distinguished...
Página 91 - tis so long, it is not very wide, For two are the most that together can ride ; And e'en...
Página 10 - At that moment the wind changed: a soft breeze sprang up from the south: the mist dispersed: the sun shone forth; and, under the mild light of an autumnal noon, the fleet turned back, passed round the lofty cape of Berry Head, and rode safe in the harbour of Torbay.
Página 92 - tis an inference plain, That marriage is just like a Devonshire lane. But, thinks I, too, these banks within which we are pent, With bud, blossom, and berry, are richly besprent, And the conjugal fence which forbids us to roam, Looks lovely, when deck'd with the comforts of home.