The Social History of Great Britain During the Reigns of the Stuarts: Beginning with the Seventeenth Century, Being the Period of Settling the United States, Volumen 2W. H. Colyer, 1845 |
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... lord chancellor by the right hand , and he , with his left , took Mr. Justice Page , who joined to the other judges , ser- geants , and benchers present , danced round about the coal fire in the middle of the hall , according to the old ...
... lord chancellor by the right hand , and he , with his left , took Mr. Justice Page , who joined to the other judges , ser- geants , and benchers present , danced round about the coal fire in the middle of the hall , according to the old ...
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... Lord Chesterfield , are appropriate to this chapter . He was Cupid's master of the ceremonies at this period : " Would you engage the lovely fair ? With gentlest manners treat her ; With tender looks and graceful air , In softest ...
... Lord Chesterfield , are appropriate to this chapter . He was Cupid's master of the ceremonies at this period : " Would you engage the lovely fair ? With gentlest manners treat her ; With tender looks and graceful air , In softest ...
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... Lord Arlington , to say , " that it was impossible to send a minister of greater capacity , or more proper for the genius and temper of the nation , than Sir W. Temple . " one happy in a husband . My cousin Fr- says 2 * GALLANTRY . 17.
... Lord Arlington , to say , " that it was impossible to send a minister of greater capacity , or more proper for the genius and temper of the nation , than Sir W. Temple . " one happy in a husband . My cousin Fr- says 2 * GALLANTRY . 17.
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... Lord Mayor of London , in 1594 ; he possessed the manor of Canonsbury , in Middlesex , and lived at Crosby Hall ; he was a merchant , and was reckoned the wealthiest citizen of his time , he died worth one million of pounds ; he was 20 ...
... Lord Mayor of London , in 1594 ; he possessed the manor of Canonsbury , in Middlesex , and lived at Crosby Hall ; he was a merchant , and was reckoned the wealthiest citizen of his time , he died worth one million of pounds ; he was 20 ...
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... Lord Byron : 66 Being rather large , and languishing , and lazy , Yet of a beauty that would drive you crazy . ' 99 Her " sweet life , " whom she so lovingly addresses , was William , the 2d Lord Compton , Lord President of Wales ...
... Lord Byron : 66 Being rather large , and languishing , and lazy , Yet of a beauty that would drive you crazy . ' 99 Her " sweet life , " whom she so lovingly addresses , was William , the 2d Lord Compton , Lord President of Wales ...
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Página 76 - An idler is a watch that wants both hands, As useless if it goes as when it stands.
Página 109 - How soft the music of those village bells Falling at intervals upon the ear In cadence sweet ! now dying all away, Now pealing loud again and louder still, Clear and sonorous as the gale comes on.
Página 233 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with earth and dust; Who, in the dark and silent grave, When we have wandered all our ways, Shuts up the story of our days; But from this earth, this grave, this dust, My God shall raise me up, I trust!
Página 9 - Then being asked where all thy beauty lies, Where all the treasure of thy lusty days, To say within thine own deep-sunken eyes Were an all-eating shame and thriftless praise. How much more praise deserved thy beauty's use, If thou couldst answer "This fair child of mine Shall sum my count and make my old excuse,' Proving his beauty by succession thine!
Página 295 - Who God doth late and early pray, More of his grace than gifts to lend ; And entertains the harmless day With a religious book or friend ; This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall ; Lord of himself, though not of lands ; And having nothing, yet hath all.
Página 294 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Página 36 - Can Music's voice, can Beauty's eye, Can Painting's glowing hand supply, A charm so suited to my mind, As blows this hollow gust of wind, As drops this little weeping rill, Soft tinkling down the moss-grown hill, While through the west, where sinks the crimson day, Meek Twilight slowly sails, and waves her banners gray?
Página 55 - See the same man, in vigour, in the gout; Alone, in company ; in place, or out ; Early at business, and at hazard late ; Mad at a fox-chase, wise at a debate; Drunk at a borough, civil at a ball ; Friendly at Hackney, faithless at Whitehall...
Página 233 - Two hazel nuts I threw into the flame, And to each nut I gave a sweetheart's name ; This with the loudest bounce me sore amaz'd, That in a flame of brightest colour blaz'd. As blaz'd the nut, so may thy passion grow ; For 'twas thy nut that did so brightly glow.
Página 214 - 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.