The Family Memoirs of the Rev. William Stukeley, M. D. and the Antiquarian and Other Correspondence of William Stukeley, Roger & Samuel Gale, Etc..: I-III

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Page 408 - But now he is dead; why should I fast? Can I bring him back again? I shall go to him, but he will not return to me.
Page 101 - Our life is but a Winter's day — Some only breakfast and away. Others to dinner stay and are full fed, The oldest man but sups, and goes to bed. Large is his debt who lingers out the day : Who goes the soonest has the least to pay.
Page 285 - Berkshire, particularly showing, that the White Horse, which gives name to the Vale, is a Monument of the West Saxons made in memory of a great victory obtained over the Danes, AD 871.
Page 120 - a bold insolent man, with a very small measure of religion, virtue, learning, or good sense ; but he resolved to force himself into popularity and preferment, by the most petulant railings at dissenters and low churchmen, in several sermons and libels, written without either chasteness of style or liveliness of expression.
Page 36 - And he hath violently taken away his tabernacle, as if it were of a garden: he hath destroyed his places of the assembly : the Lord hath caused the solemn feasts and sabbaths to be forgotten in Zion, and hath despised in the indignation of his anger the king and the priest.
Page 137 - May 1731, he married Lady Elizabeth Lee, daughter of the Earl of Lichfield, and widow of Colonel Lee.
Page 297 - For I hardly think there ever appeared, in any learned Language, so execrable a heap of nonsense, under the name of Commentaries, as hath been lately given us on a certain satyric Poet, of the last Age, by his Editor and Coadjutor.
Page 165 - Why sleep'st thou, Eve? now is the pleasant time, The cool, the silent, save where silence yields To the night-warbling bird, that now awake Tunes sweetest his love-labour'd song, now reigns Full orb'd the moon, and with more pleasing light Shadowy sets off the face of things, in vain, If none regard; heaven wakes with all his eyes, Whom to behold but thee, nature's desire?
Page 286 - It has been confidently related, with many embellishments, that Johnson one day knocked Osborne down in his shop, with a folio, and put his foot upon his neck. The simple truth I had from Johnson himself. "Sir, he was impertinent to me, and I beat him. But it was not in his shop: it was in my own chamber.

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