The Book of Days: A Miscellany of Popular Antiquities in Connection with the Calendar, Including Anecdote, Biography, & History, Curiosities of Literature and Oddities of Human Life and Character, Volume 2W. & R. Chambers Limited, 1864 - Anecdotes |
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... lived only of the distance of a comble of houses * from the two that had so quickly died ; and wis Laring learned wisdom from the misfir tune of his neighbours , dil not delay one moment to remir to the intendant . It cost him great ...
... lived only of the distance of a comble of houses * from the two that had so quickly died ; and wis Laring learned wisdom from the misfir tune of his neighbours , dil not delay one moment to remir to the intendant . It cost him great ...
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... lived for a time at a large hotel at Paris ; and as they could not or would not pay their account , they removed to a smaller establish- ment , the Hôtel Britannique , the owner of which consented to make himself responsible for the ...
... lived for a time at a large hotel at Paris ; and as they could not or would not pay their account , they removed to a smaller establish- ment , the Hôtel Britannique , the owner of which consented to make himself responsible for the ...
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... lived the last individual who could speak Cornish . Dr Borlase , who pub- lished his History in 1758 , says that ' the language had altogether ceased , so as not to be spoken anywhere in conversation ; while Dr Bryce of Redruth affirms ...
... lived the last individual who could speak Cornish . Dr Borlase , who pub- lished his History in 1758 , says that ' the language had altogether ceased , so as not to be spoken anywhere in conversation ; while Dr Bryce of Redruth affirms ...
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... lived a man of low origin , named Peter , naturally active and restless , but who by various causes was drawn at last into religious and anchoritic life , in which he became liable to visions and spiritual impulses , all thought by him ...
... lived a man of low origin , named Peter , naturally active and restless , but who by various causes was drawn at last into religious and anchoritic life , in which he became liable to visions and spiritual impulses , all thought by him ...
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... lived there in the most licentious manner , until news came that the Hungarians had assembled a great army to attack them , and then they abandoned the town , and hastened their march across Bulgaria . Everywhere the violence and ...
... lived there in the most licentious manner , until news came that the Hungarians had assembled a great army to attack them , and then they abandoned the town , and hastened their march across Bulgaria . Everywhere the violence and ...
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Page 308 - A strange fish! Were I in England now, as once I was, and had but this fish painted, not a holiday fool there but would give a piece of silver. There would this monster make a man. Any strange beast there makes a man. When they will not give a doit to relieve a lame beggar, they will lay out ten to see a dead Indian.
Page 393 - I happened soon after to attend one of his sermons, in the course of which I perceived he intended to finish with a collection, and I silently resolved he should get nothing from me. I had in my pocket a handful of copper money, three or four silver dollars, and five pistoles in gold. As he proceeded I began to soften, and concluded to give the coppers.
Page 23 - I believe, towards the close of the last century, and the beginning of the present, sent out more living writers, in its proportion, than any other school.
Page 149 - And hence the egregious wizard shall foredoom The fate of Louis, and the fall of Rome. Then cease, bright nymph ! to mourn thy ravish'd hair, Which adds new glory to the shining sphere ! Not all the tresses that fair head can boast, Shall draw such envy as the Lock you lost, For...
Page 146 - Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife, Their sober wishes never learned to stray ; Along the cool sequestered vale of life They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.
Page 297 - He has visited all Europe, — not to survey the sumptuousness of palaces, or the stateliness of temples ; not to make accurate measurements of the remains of ancient grandeur, nor to form a scale of the curiosity of modern art ; not to collect medals, or collate manuscripts : — but to dive into the depths of dungeons; to plunge into the infection of hospitals ; to survey the mansions of sorrow and pain ; to take the gauge and dimensions of misery, depression, and contempt...
Page 240 - His Prayer to Ben Jonson. WHEN I a verse shall make, Know I have prayed thee, For old religion's sake, Saint Ben, to aid me. Make the way smooth for me, When I, thy Herrick, Honouring thee, on my knee Offer my Lyric. Candles I'll give to thee, And a new altar ; And thou, Saint Ben, shalt be Writ in my psalter.
Page 229 - Oh, God ! that horrid, horrid dream Besets me now awake ! Again — again, with dizzy brain, The human life I take ; And my red right hand grows raging hot, Like Cranmer's at the stake. "And still no peace for the restless clay, Will wave or mould allow ; The horrid thing pursues my soul, — It stands before me now ! " The fearful boy looked up, and saw Huge drops upon his brow.
Page 457 - THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother : Death, ere thou hast slain another, Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Page 305 - My lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there ; I do beseech you, send for some of them.