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... June 11. The news reached London on the 14th , and George II . was pro- claimed the next day , then in the forty - fifth year of his age . The bearer of the news was nɔ less a person than the cele- brated Sir Robert Walpole , and he it ...
... June 11. The news reached London on the 14th , and George II . was pro- claimed the next day , then in the forty - fifth year of his age . The bearer of the news was nɔ less a person than the cele- brated Sir Robert Walpole , and he it ...
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... June 20. John , son of John Taylor , barber , and Anne , his wife , bapt . ' Such was the humble birth of this great scholar , and report says that on one of his father's visits to Condover , being asked by Mr. Owen about his son Jack ...
... June 20. John , son of John Taylor , barber , and Anne , his wife , bapt . ' Such was the humble birth of this great scholar , and report says that on one of his father's visits to Condover , being asked by Mr. Owen about his son Jack ...
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... June 14 , 1762 , and there is a monument to him in the church . In his latter days he is said to have taken to play , but was not a clever hand at such work ; whereupon a wag remarked that , ' though he had been round the world , he ...
... June 14 , 1762 , and there is a monument to him in the church . In his latter days he is said to have taken to play , but was not a clever hand at such work ; whereupon a wag remarked that , ' though he had been round the world , he ...
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... June II Walpole writes to Bentley : - ' I was prevented from finishing my letter yesterday by - what do you think ? By no less magnificent a circumstance than a deluge . We have had an extraordinary drought ; no grass , no leaves , no ...
... June II Walpole writes to Bentley : - ' I was prevented from finishing my letter yesterday by - what do you think ? By no less magnificent a circumstance than a deluge . We have had an extraordinary drought ; no grass , no leaves , no ...
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... June and July scarcely any waters rippled over the pebbly shallows of the Rea . In its deeper pools , at the height of the heat , the people could hear the loud blobs of the leather - mouthed chub as they swallowed the flies that fell ...
... June and July scarcely any waters rippled over the pebbly shallows of the Rea . In its deeper pools , at the height of the heat , the people could hear the loud blobs of the leather - mouthed chub as they swallowed the flies that fell ...
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Página 3 - Like as the waves make towards the pebbled shore, So do our minutes hasten to their end; Each changing place with that which goes before, In sequent toil all forwards do contend.
Página 400 - There is a tide in the affairs of men Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries. On such a full sea are we now afloat; And we must take the current when it serves, Or lose our ventures.
Página 35 - Here lies Fred, Who was alive, and is dead. Had it been his father, I had much rather. Had it been his brother, Still better than another. Had it been his sister, No one would have missed her. Had it been the whole generation, Still better for the nation. But since 'tis only Fred, Who was alive, and is dead, There's no more to be said.
Página 433 - The spacious firmament on high, With all the blue ethereal sky, And spangled heavens, a shining frame, Their great original proclaim: Th' unwearied sun, from day to day, Does his Creator's power display, And publishes to every land The work of an almighty hand. Soon as the evening shades prevail, The moon takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening earth Repeats the story of her birth...
Página 406 - Whose midnight revels, by a forest side, Or fountain, some belated peasant sees, Or dreams he sees, while overhead the moon Sits arbitress, and nearer to the earth Wheels her pale course ; they, on their mirth and dance Intent, with jocund music charm his ear ; At once with joy and fear his heart rebounds.
Página 244 - This guest of summer, The temple-haunting martlet, does approve, By his lov'd mansionry, that the heaven's breath Smells wooingly here: no jutty, frieze, Buttress, nor coigne of vantage, but this bird Hath made his pendent bed, and procreant cradle : Where they most breed and haunt, I have observ'd, The air is delicate.
Página 82 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! heard words that have been So nimble, and so full of subtle flame, As if that every one (from whence they came) Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life...
Página 74 - A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year; Remote from towns he ran his godly race, Nor e'er had...
Página 433 - Soon as the evening shades prevail, The MOON takes up the wondrous tale, And nightly to the listening Earth Repeats the story of her birth ; Whilst all the STARS that round her burn. And all the PLANETS in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole.
Página 367 - The web of our life is of a mingled yarn, good and ill together : our virtues would be proud if our faults whipped them not; and our crimes would despair if they were not cherished by our virtues.