The Social History of Great Britain During the Reigns of the Stuarts, Beginning with the Seventeenth Century, Том 2William H. Colyer, 1844 |
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... ladies were by no means coy upon the subject . The learned Erasmus , in the sixteenth century , paints in glowing colours the extreme liberality with which our fair country 6 THE SOCIAL HISTORY OF GREAT BRITAIN . Stocks and Scolding, 148.
... ladies were by no means coy upon the subject . The learned Erasmus , in the sixteenth century , paints in glowing colours the extreme liberality with which our fair country 6 THE SOCIAL HISTORY OF GREAT BRITAIN . Stocks and Scolding, 148.
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William Goodman. glowing colours the extreme liberality with which our fair country women granted a kiss ; he writes , " if you go to any place you are received with a kiss by all , if you depart you are dismissed by a kiss , you are ...
William Goodman. glowing colours the extreme liberality with which our fair country women granted a kiss ; he writes , " if you go to any place you are received with a kiss by all , if you depart you are dismissed by a kiss , you are ...
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... fair child of mine Shall count , and make my old excuse- ' Proving his beauty by succession thine . This were to be new made when thou art old , And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold . " Shakspeare was a fine describer of the ...
... fair child of mine Shall count , and make my old excuse- ' Proving his beauty by succession thine . This were to be new made when thou art old , And see thy blood warm when thou feel'st it cold . " Shakspeare was a fine describer of the ...
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... fair sex . In the present day , when love is but an episode , rather than the great subject of life , a lady's man of the time of Queen Anne would be regarded as a lusus - naturæ ; but the following features grouped together from the ...
... fair sex . In the present day , when love is but an episode , rather than the great subject of life , a lady's man of the time of Queen Anne would be regarded as a lusus - naturæ ; but the following features grouped together from the ...
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... fair or the frail " victor stood subdued by sound . " Custom had sanctioned these forced and foul expressions of feeling , the metaphors , tropes , and phraseology were all ready at hand , and the swains had not , they need not , strike ...
... fair or the frail " victor stood subdued by sound . " Custom had sanctioned these forced and foul expressions of feeling , the metaphors , tropes , and phraseology were all ready at hand , and the swains had not , they need not , strike ...
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Сторінка 284 - ... a custom loathsome to the eye, hateful to the nose, harmful to the brain, dangerous to the lungs, and in the black stinking fume thereof, nearest resembling the horrible Stygian smoke of the pit that is bottomless.
Сторінка 254 - 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!
Сторінка 116 - Ring out, ye crystal spheres ! Once bless our human ears, If ye have power to touch our senses so; And let your silver chime Move in melodious time; And let the bass of heaven's deep organ blow, And with your ninefold harmony Make up full consort to the angelic symphony.
Сторінка 99 - And the feast of harvest, the firstfruits of thy labours, which thou hast sown in the field: and the feast of ingathering, which is in the end of the year, when thou hast gathered in thy labours out of the field.
Сторінка 78 - An idler is a watch that wants both hands, As useless if it goes as when it stands.
Сторінка 105 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden -flower grows wild; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Сторінка 115 - 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.
Сторінка 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!
Сторінка 319 - 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.
Сторінка 318 - 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.