Westminster

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Frederick A. Stokes Company, 1895 - Westminster (London, England) - 398 pages

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Page 164 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tomb-stone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow...
Page 163 - Can I forget the dismal night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave? How silent did his old companions tread, By midnight lamps, the mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings! What awe did the slow solemn knell inspire; The pealing organ, and the pausing choir; The duties by the lawn-robed prelate paid : And the last words that dust to dust conveyed!
Page 357 - Methought I saw my late espoused saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Jove's great son to her glad husband gave, Rescued from death by force though pale and faint.
Page 164 - When I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment on the little competitions, factions, and debates of mankind.
Page 166 - York. — Then as I said, the duke, great Bolingbroke, — Mounted upon, a hot and fiery steed, Which his aspiring rider seemed to know, — With slow but stately pace, kept on his course, While all tongues cried,
Page 164 - When I am in a serious humour, I very often walk by myself in Westminster Abbey ; where the gloominess of the place, and the use to which it is applied, with the solemnity of the building, and the condition of the people who lie in it, are apt to fill the mind with a kind of melancholy, or rather thoughtfulness, that is not disagreeable.
Page 166 - The Duke of Lancaster left the Tower this Sunday after dinner, on his return to Westminster: he was bareheaded, and had round his neck the order of the King of France. The Prince of Wales, six dukes, six earls...
Page 288 - What joy or honours can compare With holy nuptials, when they are Made out of equal parts Of years, of states, of hands, of hearts! When in the happy choice The spouse and spoused have the foremost voice! Such, glad of Hymen's war, Live what they are, And long perfection see: And such ours be. Shine, Hesperus, shine forth, thou wished star!
Page 286 - On the other hand, entered HYMEN (the god of marriage) in a saffron-coloured robe, his under vestures white, his socks yellow, a yellow veil of silk on his left arm, his head crowned with roses and marjoram/ in his right hand a torch of pine-tree.
Page 218 - I never, and was born and learned mine English in Kent in the Weald where, I doubt not, is spoken as broad and rude English as in any place of England...

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