Picturesque Sketches of London: Past and PresentOffice of the National Illustrated Library, 1852 - 306 стор. |
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... grave , concerned not his creed ; with his hatchet of stone , and spear - head of flint , he hewed his way from the cradle to the tomb ; and under the steep barrow he knew that he should sleep his last sleep , and , with his arms folded ...
... grave , concerned not his creed ; with his hatchet of stone , and spear - head of flint , he hewed his way from the cradle to the tomb ; and under the steep barrow he knew that he should sleep his last sleep , and , with his arms folded ...
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... grave councils were held , and where many a glorious victory was planned , even then echoed back the voice of some Francis , as , amid " the clinking of pewter , " he exclaimed , " Anon , anon , sir ; " or , " Score a pint of bastard in ...
... grave councils were held , and where many a glorious victory was planned , even then echoed back the voice of some Francis , as , amid " the clinking of pewter , " he exclaimed , " Anon , anon , sir ; " or , " Score a pint of bastard in ...
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... grave , when the fever and the fret of this life will have died away like a forgotten dream . It stands like a calm bay amid the ever - heaving sea of restless London , into which the tempest - tost mariner may at any time enter and ...
... grave , when the fever and the fret of this life will have died away like a forgotten dream . It stands like a calm bay amid the ever - heaving sea of restless London , into which the tempest - tost mariner may at any time enter and ...
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... grave is in the crypt below , and whose monument is the building itself ; such a pile as no monarch ever erected to his own memory . The choir is enriched by the beau- tiful carving of Grinling Gibbons , who ought to have slept beside ...
... grave is in the crypt below , and whose monument is the building itself ; such a pile as no monarch ever erected to his own memory . The choir is enriched by the beau- tiful carving of Grinling Gibbons , who ought to have slept beside ...
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... grave . Others , again , raised from enduring and patient poverty to undreamed - of comfort , because he who would not have advanced them a shilling , would it have saved them from star- vation and death , was now powerless ; his ...
... grave . Others , again , raised from enduring and patient poverty to undreamed - of comfort , because he who would not have advanced them a shilling , would it have saved them from star- vation and death , was now powerless ; his ...
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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...