The Year Book of Daily Recreation and Information: Concerning Remarkable Men and Manners, Times and Seasons, Solemnities and Merry-makings, Antiquities and Novelties on the Plan of the Every-day Book and Table Book ...T. Tegg, 1841 |
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Page 45
... fair kercheif , and the king must put them on himself ; and he must have his sceptre in his right hand , and the ball with the cross in the left hand , and the crown upon his head . And he must offer that day gold , myrrh , and sense ...
... fair kercheif , and the king must put them on himself ; and he must have his sceptre in his right hand , and the ball with the cross in the left hand , and the crown upon his head . And he must offer that day gold , myrrh , and sense ...
Page 47
... the. city. ;. this. was. deemed. " fair. time. ,. " consi-. dering dering the necessity for precaution against the accidents of " night travelling ! " Twelfth Day resumed . Some notion may be formed of. 47 48 THE YEAR BOOK . - JANUARY 6 .
... the. city. ;. this. was. deemed. " fair. time. ,. " consi-. dering dering the necessity for precaution against the accidents of " night travelling ! " Twelfth Day resumed . Some notion may be formed of. 47 48 THE YEAR BOOK . - JANUARY 6 .
Page 81
... fair palace ! to as great a master - piece of bounty as our age hath afforded . This Mr. Chetham , by his will , bearing date the 16th Decem- ber , 1651 , gave £ 7000 to buy a fee - sim- ple estate of £ 420 for ever , for the educa ...
... fair palace ! to as great a master - piece of bounty as our age hath afforded . This Mr. Chetham , by his will , bearing date the 16th Decem- ber , 1651 , gave £ 7000 to buy a fee - sim- ple estate of £ 420 for ever , for the educa ...
Page 87
... fair hate seet o greyt lung swords Sin th ' feyght at Peterloo , mon . We seed a wooden cock loikewise , Boh dang it , mon , theas college boys , They tell'n a pack o starink loies , Os sure os teaw'r a sinner ; That cock when it smells ...
... fair hate seet o greyt lung swords Sin th ' feyght at Peterloo , mon . We seed a wooden cock loikewise , Boh dang it , mon , theas college boys , They tell'n a pack o starink loies , Os sure os teaw'r a sinner ; That cock when it smells ...
Page 99
... fair : For what she saith ye may it trust , As it by writing sealed were : And virtues hath she many moe Than I with pen have skill to show . I could rehearse , if that I would , The whole effect of Nature's plaint , When she had lost ...
... fair : For what she saith ye may it trust , As it by writing sealed were : And virtues hath she many moe Than I with pen have skill to show . I could rehearse , if that I would , The whole effect of Nature's plaint , When she had lost ...
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Page 235 - Here Reynolds is laid, and to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind : His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand : His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart...
Page 759 - At a fair vestal throned by the west, And loosed his love-shaft smartly from his bow, As it should pierce a hundred thousand hearts : But I might see young Cupid's fiery shaft Quench'd in the chaste beams of the watery moon, And the imperial votaress passed on, In maiden meditation, fancy-free.
Page 979 - I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and seeks her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for not without dust and heat.
Page 241 - Perennially - beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing berries - ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight; Death the Skeleton And time the Shadow; - there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain flood Murmuring from Glaramara's inmost caves.
Page 1197 - Leave me, O love . . ." Leave me, O love which reachest but to dust; And thou, my mind, aspire to higher things; Grow rich in that which never taketh rust, Whatever fades but fading pleasure brings. Draw in thy beams, and humble all thy might To that sweet yoke where lasting freedoms be; Which breaks the clouds and opens forth the light, That doth both shine and give us sight to see.
Page 135 - God Almighty first planted a garden; and, indeed, it is the purest of human pleasures; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man; without which buildings and palaces are but gross handyworks...
Page 397 - ... is so sprightly up, as that it has not only wherewith to guard well its own freedom and safety, but to spare, and to bestow upon the solidest and sublimest points of controversy and new invention, it betokens us not degenerated, nor drooping to a fatal decay...
Page 1317 - Look! under that broad beech-tree I sat down, when I was last this way a-fishing; and the birds in the adjoining grove seemed to have a friendly contention with an echo, whose dead voice seemed to live in a hollow tree, near to the brow of that primrose-hill...
Page 359 - It happen'd on a solemn eventide, Soon after He that was our surety died, Two bosom friends, each pensively inclined, The scene of all those sorrows left behind, Sought their own village...
Page 557 - SPRING, the sweet spring, is the year's pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo...