The Thames and Its Tributaries: Or, Rambles Among the Rivers, Band 1R. Bentley, 1840 - 412 Seiten |
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... common receptacles of all the vice and immo- rality of London . Up to the year 1328 , South- wark had been independent of the jurisdiction of London , —a sort of neutral ground , which the law could not reach , -and , in consequence ...
... common receptacles of all the vice and immo- rality of London . Up to the year 1328 , South- wark had been independent of the jurisdiction of London , —a sort of neutral ground , which the law could not reach , -and , in consequence ...
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... common designation of " vagabonds , " flocked to the same spot , together with fraudulent bankrupts , swindlers , debtors , and all men who had misun- derstandings with the law , and were fearful of clearing them up , lest their goods ...
... common designation of " vagabonds , " flocked to the same spot , together with fraudulent bankrupts , swindlers , debtors , and all men who had misun- derstandings with the law , and were fearful of clearing them up , lest their goods ...
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... common observers the revenge , rapacity , and roguery that lie beneath the surface . Hoity toity ! -quoth we to ourselves - what a fuss about nothing ! What a gross injustice we have given utterance to ! What a foul libel we have penned ...
... common observers the revenge , rapacity , and roguery that lie beneath the surface . Hoity toity ! -quoth we to ourselves - what a fuss about nothing ! What a gross injustice we have given utterance to ! What a foul libel we have penned ...
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... common lot of humanity , but no more . We cannot weep . Admiration claims no such homage ; and , if it did , we could not pay it . In this churchyard are buried also , Mary , the daughter of Oliver Cromwell ; Ugo Foscolo ; Barbara ...
... common lot of humanity , but no more . We cannot weep . Admiration claims no such homage ; and , if it did , we could not pay it . In this churchyard are buried also , Mary , the daughter of Oliver Cromwell ; Ugo Foscolo ; Barbara ...
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... common to all of that profession : Gadbury , Poor Robin , Dove , Wing , and several others , do yearly publish their almanacks , though several of them have been dead since before the Revolution . " One cannot help thinking that ...
... common to all of that profession : Gadbury , Poor Robin , Dove , Wing , and several others , do yearly publish their almanacks , though several of them have been dead since before the Revolution . " One cannot help thinking that ...
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Seite 128 - Father of light and life, Thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself ! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit ; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure, Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
Seite 142 - Full little knowest thou, that hast not tried, What hell it is in suing long to bide ; To lose good days that might be better spent ; To waste long nights in pensive discontent; To speed to-day, to be put back to-morrow ; To feed on hope ; to pine with fear and sorrow ; To have thy Prince's grace, yet want her peers...
Seite 143 - To have thy asking, yet wait many years; To fret thy soul with crosses and with cares; To eat thy heart through comfortless despairs; To fawn, to crouch, to wait, to ride, to run, To spend, to give, to want, to be undone.
Seite 308 - Make net-work of the dark blue light of day, And the night's noontide clearness, mutable As shapes in the weird clouds. Soft mossy lawns Beneath these canopies extend their swells, Fragrant with perfumed herbs, and eyed with blooms Minute yet beautiful. One darkest glen Sends from its woods of musk-rose, twined with jasmine, A soul-dissolving odour, to invite To some more lovely mystery.
Seite 59 - Here, where the end of earthly things Lays heroes, patriots, bards, and kings ; Where stiff the hand, and still the tongue, Of those who fought, .and spoke, and sung ; Here, where the fretted aisles prolong The distant notes of holy song, As if some angel spoke agen, All peace on earth, good-will to men...
Seite 291 - Where we did strain, trained with swarms of youth, Our tender limbs that yet shot up in length : The secret groves which oft we made resound, Of pleasant plaint, and of our ladies...
Seite 264 - By his old sire, to his embraces runs, Hasting to pay his tribute to the sea, Like mortal life to meet eternity; Though with those streams he no resemblance hold, Whose foam is amber, and their gravel gold: His genuine and less guilty wealth t' explore, Search not his bottom, but survey his shore, O'er which he kindly spreads his spacious wing, And hatches plenty for th...
Seite 324 - Of mimic'd statesmen and their merry king. No wit to flatter left of all his store! No fool to laugh at, which he valued more. There, victor of his health, of fortune, friends, And fame, this lord of useless thousands ends.
Seite 307 - The meeting boughs and implicated leaves Wove twilight o'er the Poet's path, as led By love, or dream, or god, or mightier Death, He sought in Nature's dearest haunt, some bank, Her cradle, and his sepulchre. More dark And dark the shades accumulate. The oak, Expanding its immense and knotty arms Embraces the light beech. The pyramids Of the tall cedar overarching, frame Most solemn domes within, and far below, Like clouds suspended in an emerald sky, The ash and the acacia floating hang Tremulous...
Seite 264 - O'er which he kindly spreads his spacious wing, And hatches plenty for th' ensuing spring; Nor then destroys it with too fond a stay, Like mothers which their infants overlay; Nor with a sudden and impetuous wave, Like profuse kings, resumes the wealth he gave. No unexpected inundations spoil The mower's hopes...