Gentleman's Magazine Library: English topography, Частина 16E. Stock, 1905 |
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... gate of the citie of London , then called Creeples gate . This man he used as a counseller and companion in his building of the Church and Hospitall , and the one of them , to wit Rahere , became the first Prior of that Priorie , and ...
... gate of the citie of London , then called Creeples gate . This man he used as a counseller and companion in his building of the Church and Hospitall , and the one of them , to wit Rahere , became the first Prior of that Priorie , and ...
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... gate arched of stone , and gates of timber , to be closed in the midst , toward the street . The timber of the gate was consumed , but the hinges of iron still remained on their staples on both the sides . Moreover , in that wall were ...
... gate arched of stone , and gates of timber , to be closed in the midst , toward the street . The timber of the gate was consumed , but the hinges of iron still remained on their staples on both the sides . Moreover , in that wall were ...
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... gate Streets , under a house then occupied by Mr. Hardy , hardware- man , now , I believe , by a linen - draper , laid open by a dreadful fire , which destroyed the four corners of those and the adjoining streets , in November , 1765 ...
... gate Streets , under a house then occupied by Mr. Hardy , hardware- man , now , I believe , by a linen - draper , laid open by a dreadful fire , which destroyed the four corners of those and the adjoining streets , in November , 1765 ...
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... gates " in Fleet Street , to the river . Addison , in No. 383 of the Spectator ( 1712 ) , introduces the Temple Stairs in his account of Sir Roger de Coverley : " We were no sooner come to the Temple Stairs Temple Bridge . 95 Temple ...
... gates " in Fleet Street , to the river . Addison , in No. 383 of the Spectator ( 1712 ) , introduces the Temple Stairs in his account of Sir Roger de Coverley : " We were no sooner come to the Temple Stairs Temple Bridge . 95 Temple ...
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... gates have been kept closed . [ 1853 , Part I. , pp . 507-509 . ] TOWER ROYAL . The street called ' Tower Royal , or rather what remains of it , is a narrow street running north and south from Watling Street ( opposite the church of St ...
... gates have been kept closed . [ 1853 , Part I. , pp . 507-509 . ] TOWER ROYAL . The street called ' Tower Royal , or rather what remains of it , is a narrow street running north and south from Watling Street ( opposite the church of St ...
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Abbey adjoining aged altar ancient antiquity appears arches architecture arms beautiful Bishop Bishop of London brick Bridge building built buried called carved centre century chancel chapel Chelsea choir church of St Clerkenwell columns Conduit Covent Garden cross crowned crypt curious died Earl east end edifice Edward Edward III Edward the Confessor engraved entrance erected feet Fire of London formerly front gallery garden gate Gentleman's Magazine groined Hall Henry VIII inches inscription Islington John King Lane late London Lord marble Mary memory monument nave north side old church original ornamented painted Painted Chamber palace parish church parish of St Paul's Plate present priory probably Queen Rector reign remains repairs Richard Richard II royal Sir Christopher Wren south side square steeple stone Stow Street style Temple Church tomb tower vaults wall west end Westminster Westminster Abbey whole wife William
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Сторінка 366 - 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 363 - Enlarged winds that curl the flood Know no such liberty. Stone walls do not a prison make, Nor iron bars a cage ; Minds innocent and quiet take That for an hermitage : If I have freedom in my love, And in my soul am free, Angels alone that soar above Enjoy such liberty.
Сторінка 362 - When love with unconfined wings Hovers within my gates, And my divine Althea brings To whisper at the grates; When I lie tangled in her hair, And fettered to her eye, The birds that wanton in the air Know no such liberty.
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Сторінка 363 - Our careless heads with roses bound, Our hearts with loyal flames ; When thirsty grief in wine we steep, When healths and draughts go free, Fishes that tipple in the deep Know no such liberty. When...
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Сторінка 320 - ... and outermost considerably decayed. The corpse was habited in a rich mantle of purple, paned with white, and adorned with ornaments of gilt metal, studded with red and blue stones and pearls. Two similar ornaments lay on the hands. The mantle was fastened on the right shoulder by a magnificent fibula of the same metal, with the same stones and pearls. His face had over it a silken covering, so fine, and so closely fitted to it, as to preserve the features entire. Round his temples was a gilt...
Сторінка 70 - ... the west door, where the keeper that brought it blowed the death of the buck, and then the horns that were about the city answered him in like manner ; for which they had each, of the Dean and Chapter...