The book of days, a miscellany of popular antiquities, Том 11862 |
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... nature which require it for their being car- ried on and perfected , and to- wards which it may therefore be said to bear a relation . We only appreciate it as a fact in the uni- versal frame of things , when we are enabled by these ...
... nature which require it for their being car- ried on and perfected , and to- wards which it may therefore be said to bear a relation . We only appreciate it as a fact in the uni- versal frame of things , when we are enabled by these ...
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... nature must have impressed now occupied by civilised people , point , in like them as soon as reflection dawned in their manner , to the existence of savage nations in minds ; and the DAY , we may be very sure , there- those regions at ...
... nature must have impressed now occupied by civilised people , point , in like them as soon as reflection dawned in their manner , to the existence of savage nations in minds ; and the DAY , we may be very sure , there- those regions at ...
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... nature , being strictly the time required for one rotation of the earth on its axis , is 23 hours , 56 minutes , 4 seconds , and 1 tenth of a second . In that time , a star comes round to appear in the same place where we had formerly ...
... nature , being strictly the time required for one rotation of the earth on its axis , is 23 hours , 56 minutes , 4 seconds , and 1 tenth of a second . In that time , a star comes round to appear in the same place where we had formerly ...
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Robert Chambers. THE BOOK OF DAYS . THE MONTHS . The month of nature , or lunar. from Roman to Saxon deities in our names of the days of the week , a quaint poet of the last cen- tury thus expresses himself : ' The Sun still rules the ...
Robert Chambers. THE BOOK OF DAYS . THE MONTHS . The month of nature , or lunar. from Roman to Saxon deities in our names of the days of the week , a quaint poet of the last cen- tury thus expresses himself : ' The Sun still rules the ...
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Robert Chambers. THE MONTHS . The month of nature , or lunar revolution , is strictly 29 days , 12 hours , 44 minutes , 3 seconds ; and there are , of course , twelve such periods , and rather less than 11 days over , in a year . From an ...
Robert Chambers. THE MONTHS . The month of nature , or lunar revolution , is strictly 29 days , 12 hours , 44 minutes , 3 seconds ; and there are , of course , twelve such periods , and rather less than 11 days over , in a year . From an ...
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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.