The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastime, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times...Hunt and Clarke, 1827 |
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... persons who are too far removed from the press to avail themselves of its advantages in printing short articles for ... person at Castle Eaton Meadow , Wilts . The composition of this frozen shower , examined on a sheet of paper , was ...
... persons who are too far removed from the press to avail themselves of its advantages in printing short articles for ... person at Castle Eaton Meadow , Wilts . The composition of this frozen shower , examined on a sheet of paper , was ...
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... person appointed by him to " swear in , " pro- claims aloud- " Upstanding and uncovered ! Si- lence ! " Then he addresses himself to the person he swears in , thus : - " TAKE NOTICE what I now say unto you , for that is the first word ...
... person appointed by him to " swear in , " pro- claims aloud- " Upstanding and uncovered ! Si- lence ! " Then he addresses himself to the person he swears in , thus : - " TAKE NOTICE what I now say unto you , for that is the first word ...
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... persons. tide . There was found lying in the road leading from Longford to Upham , frozen to death , a Mr. Apthorne , a grazier , at Coltsworth . He had left Hounslow at dusk on Monday evening , after having drank rather freely , and ...
... persons. tide . There was found lying in the road leading from Longford to Upham , frozen to death , a Mr. Apthorne , a grazier , at Coltsworth . He had left Hounslow at dusk on Monday evening , after having drank rather freely , and ...
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... persons , an old man and two lads , were on a piece of ice above London - bridge , which suddenly detached itself ... person paid a toll of twopence or threepence before he was admitted to " Frost Fair ; " some douceur was expected on ...
... persons , an old man and two lads , were on a piece of ice above London - bridge , which suddenly detached itself ... person paid a toll of twopence or threepence before he was admitted to " Frost Fair ; " some douceur was expected on ...
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... person near one of the printing presses , handed the following jeu d'esprit to its conductor ; request- ing that it ... persons thronged the banks ; and many a ' prentice , and servant maid , " sighed unutterable things , " at the sud ...
... person near one of the printing presses , handed the following jeu d'esprit to its conductor ; request- ing that it ... persons thronged the banks ; and many a ' prentice , and servant maid , " sighed unutterable things , " at the sud ...
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The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Том 2 William Hone Повний перегляд - 1830 |
The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of ..., Том 2 William Hone Повний перегляд - 1830 |
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Сторінка 251 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Сторінка 253 - Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.
Сторінка 561 - Doth every beast keep holiday; — Thou Child of Joy Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy Shepherd-boy!
Сторінка 251 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...
Сторінка 251 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways.
Сторінка 1203 - LORD of all power and might, who art the author and giver of all good things ; Graft in our hearts the love of thy Name, increase in us true religion, nourish us with all goodness, and of thy great mercy keep us in the same ; through Jesus Christ our Lord.
Сторінка 599 - Poor moralist ! and what art thou ? A solitary fly ! Thy joys no glittering female meets, No hive hast thou of hoarded sweets, No painted plumage to display : On hasty wings thy youth is flown ; Thy sun is set, thy spring is gone — We frolic, while 'tis May.
Сторінка 877 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Сторінка 599 - To Contemplation's sober eye Such is the race of Man: And they that creep, and they that fly, Shall end where they began.
Сторінка 253 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.