Picturesque Sketches of London: Past and PresentOffice of the National Illustrated Library, 1852 - 306 стор. |
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... called England the ' Country of Sea Cliffs , ' we know not ; and while we sit and brood over the rude fragments of the Welsh Triads , we become so entangled in doubt and mystery as to look upon the son of Aedd the Great , and the Island ...
... called England the ' Country of Sea Cliffs , ' we know not ; and while we sit and brood over the rude fragments of the Welsh Triads , we become so entangled in doubt and mystery as to look upon the son of Aedd the Great , and the Island ...
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... called it the " Coun- try of Sea - Cliffs . " We next see it through the dim twilight of time occupied by the Romans . Triumphal arches and pillared temples and obelisks look down upon the streets of the Roman city . Then comes Boadicea ...
... called it the " Coun- try of Sea - Cliffs . " We next see it through the dim twilight of time occupied by the Romans . Triumphal arches and pillared temples and obelisks look down upon the streets of the Roman city . Then comes Boadicea ...
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... Roman city stood upon the hill ; and the Strand , as it is still called , was a low , waste , and reedy shore , over which. ROMAN HYPOCAUST , THAMES - STEEET . ROMAN REMAINS , FOUND IN THAMES - STREET . 26 22 PICTURESQUE SKETCHES OF LONDON ...
... Roman city stood upon the hill ; and the Strand , as it is still called , was a low , waste , and reedy shore , over which. ROMAN HYPOCAUST , THAMES - STEEET . ROMAN REMAINS , FOUND IN THAMES - STREET . 26 22 PICTURESQUE SKETCHES OF LONDON ...
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... called the Long Ditch ( where the river divided , beside a low , lonely shore , on which the waves went lapping and surging , as they still do about those dreary bends that skirt the marshes of Woolwich ) , the fisherman in his coracle ...
... called the Long Ditch ( where the river divided , beside a low , lonely shore , on which the waves went lapping and surging , as they still do about those dreary bends that skirt the marshes of Woolwich ) , the fisherman in his coracle ...
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... called into use . What a night- journey was in those old unpaved streets may be readily imagined , when it is known that there were not more than a thousand lamps to light the whole City — that these were only kept burning until mid ...
... called into use . What a night- journey was in those old unpaved streets may be readily imagined , when it is known that there were not more than a thousand lamps to light the whole City — that these were only kept burning until mid ...
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Сторінка 123 - EVEN such is time, that takes in trust Our youth, our joys, our all we have, And pays us but with age 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 123 - For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings; How some have been deposed; some slain in war...
Сторінка 67 - 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.
Сторінка 253 - Time rolls his ceaseless course. The race of yore, Who danced our infancy upon their knee, And told our marvelling boyhood legends store, Of their strange ventures happ'd by land or sea, How are they blotted from the things that be...
Сторінка 123 - In truth there is no sadder spot on the earth than that little cemetery. Death is there associated, not, as in Westminster Abbey and St Paul's, with genius and virtue, with public veneration and with imperishable renown; not, as in our humblest churches and churchyards, with everything that is most endearing in social and domestic charities; but with whatever is darkest in human nature and in human destiny, with the savage triumph of implacable enemies, with the inconstancy, the ingratitude, the...
Сторінка 105 - ... horse-fights ; the lance of Charles Brandon, Duke of Suffolk, three spans thick ; two pieces of cannon — the one fires three, the other seven balls at a time ; two others made of wood, which the English had at the siege of Boulogne in France, and by this stratagem, without which they could not have succeeded, they struck a terror...
Сторінка 269 - Ephron the silver, which he had named 'in the audience of the sons of Heth, four hundred shekels of silver, current money with the merchant. And the field of Ephron, which was in Machpelah, which was before Mamre, the field, and the cave which was therein, and all the trees that were in the field, that were in all the borders round about, were made sure unto Abraham for a possession in the presence of the children of Heth, before all that went in at the gate of his city.
Сторінка 124 - ... with whatever is darkest in human nature and in human destiny, with the savage triumph of implacable enemies, with the inconstancy, the ingratitude, the cowardice of friends, with all the miseries of fallen greatness and of blighted fame.
Сторінка 122 - I shed tears for him when he died : and as I hope to look God in the face hereafter, my Lord of Essex did not see my face at the time of his death ; for I was far off, in the armoury, where I saw him, but he saw not me.
Сторінка 77 - GOD, angels and men, that we verily believe that which is so much feared to be now in agitation, the taking away the life of the king in the present way of trial, is not only not agreeable to any word of GOD, the principles of the protestant religion (never yet stained with the least drop of the blood of a king) or the fundamental constitution and government of this kingdom...