A Picturesque Tour of the River Thames in Its Western Course: Including Particular Descriptions of Richmond, Windsor, and Hampton Court |
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... say we let us have a companion , though he were a finger - post ; though his faculties extended no farther than with outstretched arm to point out to us places of superior interest , and to remind us of their names : to say , for ...
... say we let us have a companion , though he were a finger - post ; though his faculties extended no farther than with outstretched arm to point out to us places of superior interest , and to remind us of their names : to say , for ...
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... say for the country , and a reason of more moment why it is good to commune with her . There is an upward ten- dency of thought , a purification of spirit , an alienation of mind from the world and worldly things , that are more to the ...
... say for the country , and a reason of more moment why it is good to commune with her . There is an upward ten- dency of thought , a purification of spirit , an alienation of mind from the world and worldly things , that are more to the ...
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... says the doctor , " and he will confirm you . " " The doctor was at court one day , " says Fuller , " with Archbishop Whitgift , who had been his pupil ; the afternoon was rainy , yet the queen was resolved to ride abroad , contrary to ...
... says the doctor , " and he will confirm you . " " The doctor was at court one day , " says Fuller , " with Archbishop Whitgift , who had been his pupil ; the afternoon was rainy , yet the queen was resolved to ride abroad , contrary to ...
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... says that his father used to visit him , when a boy , at Chelsea , and that he was frequently taken by him to the coffeehouse , which he supposes with much reason to have been Don Saltero's , and that there he used to see poor Richard ...
... says that his father used to visit him , when a boy , at Chelsea , and that he was frequently taken by him to the coffeehouse , which he supposes with much reason to have been Don Saltero's , and that there he used to see poor Richard ...
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... ; there he commenced an intimacy with Dr. Jonathan Swift , who in the year 1711 accidentally took lodgings opposite his house . " I lodge , " says Swift in his Journal 14 THE ENVIRONS OF LONDON . Little Chelsea HOLLAND, THE LATE LORD 72.
... ; there he commenced an intimacy with Dr. Jonathan Swift , who in the year 1711 accidentally took lodgings opposite his house . " I lodge , " says Swift in his Journal 14 THE ENVIRONS OF LONDON . Little Chelsea HOLLAND, THE LATE LORD 72.
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Page 269 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Page 150 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Page 297 - That every man, with him, was God or devil. In squandering wealth was his peculiar art; Nothing went unrewarded, but desert. Beggar'd by fools, whom still he found too late ; He had his jest, and they had his estate.
Page 264 - Through the high wood echoing shrill : Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight...
Page 264 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Page 313 - The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy. Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Less pleasing when possest ; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast...
Page 263 - Alas! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely slighted shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Page 273 - 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...
Page 5 - Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep...
Page 87 - Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore When Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar, To bid his gentle spirit rest.