The book of days, a miscellany of popular antiquities, Том 11862 |
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... Died , January 1 , 1630-1 , Thomas Hobson , of Cambridge , the celebrated University carrier , who had the honour of two epitaphs written upon him by Milton . He was born in or about 1544 ; his father was a carrier , and he bequeathed ...
... Died , January 1 , 1630-1 , Thomas Hobson , of Cambridge , the celebrated University carrier , who had the honour of two epitaphs written upon him by Milton . He was born in or about 1544 ; his father was a carrier , and he bequeathed ...
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... Died . - Jeremiah Horrox , mathematician , 1641 ; George Monk , Duke of Albemarle , 1670 ; Josiah Wedgwood , 1795 ; Charles Robert Maturin , novelist , 1842 ; Eliot Warburton , historical novelist , 1852 . MARCUS TULLIUS CICERO . Cicero ...
... Died . - Jeremiah Horrox , mathematician , 1641 ; George Monk , Duke of Albemarle , 1670 ; Josiah Wedgwood , 1795 ; Charles Robert Maturin , novelist , 1842 ; Eliot Warburton , historical novelist , 1852 . MARCUS TULLIUS CICERO . Cicero ...
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... died at Nico- media , after a long imprisonment . St Cedd was an Anglo - Saxon saint , who took a prominent part in Christianising his hitherto heathen countrymen in the midland districts of England . He long served God in the monastery ...
... died at Nico- media , after a long imprisonment . St Cedd was an Anglo - Saxon saint , who took a prominent part in Christianising his hitherto heathen countrymen in the midland districts of England . He long served God in the monastery ...
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... died a very few years ago , accompanies his report of this statement with the remark , How wonderful it seems that there should be only one person between me and him who saw Charles's head cut off ! ' Perhaps this is scarcely so ...
... died a very few years ago , accompanies his report of this statement with the remark , How wonderful it seems that there should be only one person between me and him who saw Charles's head cut off ! ' Perhaps this is scarcely so ...
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... died in 1777 , having attained the venerable age of a hundred . Elizabeth , Countess Dowager of Hardwicke , who died May 26 , 1858 , was daughter of a person who had been a naval officer of Queen Anne and a rebel at the battle of ...
... died in 1777 , having attained the venerable age of a hundred . Elizabeth , Countess Dowager of Hardwicke , who died May 26 , 1858 , was daughter of a person who had been a naval officer of Queen Anne and a rebel at the battle of ...
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afterwards ancient appears Archbishop beautiful became bells Bishop BOOK OF DAYS born brought called Candlemass celebrated century ceremony character Charles Charles II Charles James Fox church Countess of Desmond court curious custom daughter death died Douglas Jerrold Duke Earl early Edward England English father favour February festival flowers fool France French gave George George III give hand head Henry Henry VIII honour Horace Walpole horse James January King King's Lady letter lived London look Lord lottery March marriage married martyr master ment month morning never New-Year's night occasion passed person Plough Monday poet poor Pope portrait present priests Prince Queen reign remarkable ring Roman Rome royal saint says Scotland sent shew Shrove Tuesday Sir Thomas soon streets tion took town wife William WILLIAM COBBETT words writer young
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Сторінка 113 - It was at Rome, on the 15th of October 1764, as I sat musing amidst the ruins of the Capitol, while the barefooted friars were singing vespers in the temple of Jupiter,* that the idea of writing the decline and fall of the city first started to my mind.
Сторінка 75 - Put on with holy prayers : and 'tis spoken, To the succeeding royalty he leaves The healing benediction. With this strange virtue, He hath a heavenly gift of prophecy ; And sundry blessings hang about his throne, That speak him full of grace.
Сторінка 15 - Here lies our good Edmund, whose genius was such, We scarcely can praise it or blame it too much; Who, born for the universe, narrowed his mind, And to party gave up what was meant for mankind...
Сторінка 113 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent.
Сторінка 113 - ... berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and, perhaps, the establishment of my fame.
Сторінка 446 - Here lies Nolly Goldsmith, for shortness called Noll, Who wrote like an angel, but talked like poor Poll.
Сторінка 178 - Kent. Vex not his ghost. O, let him pass! He hates him That would upon the rack of this tough world Stretch him out longer.
Сторінка 302 - It was said of Socrates, that he brought Philosophy down from Heaven to inhabit among Men ; and I shall be ambitious to have it said of me, that I have brought Philosophy out of Closets and Libraries, Schools and Colleges, to dwell in Clubs and Assemblies, at Tea-tables, and in Coffee-houses.
Сторінка 121 - Tho' at times her spirits sank : Shaped her heart with woman's meekness To all duties of her rank : And a gentle consort made he, And her gentle mind was such That she grew a noble lady, And the people loved her much. But a trouble weighed upon her, And perplex'd her, night and morn, With the burthen of an honour Unto which she was not born.
Сторінка 130 - La belle dame sans mercy:' Close to her ear touching the melody; — Wherewith disturb'd, she utter'da soft moan: He ceased — she panted quick — and suddenly Her blue affrayed -eyes wide open shone: Upon his knees he sank, pale as smooth-sculptured stone.