London; Being an Accurate History and Description of the British Metropolis and Its Neighbourhood: To Thirty Miles Extent, from an Actual Perambulation, Volume 5

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W. Stratford, 1808 - London (England)

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Page 419 - There is an old tale goes, that Herne the hunter, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle, And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain In a most hideous and dreadful manner...
Page 3 - With which she calculates, computes and scans All distance, motion, magnitude, and now Measures an atom, and now girds a world? In London ; where has commerce such a mart, So rich, so throng'd, so drain'd, and so supplied, As London— opulent, enlarged, and still Increasing London?
Page 11 - madam I may not call you, mistress I am ashamed to call you, and so I know not what to call you ; but, howsoever, I thank you.
Page 375 - Father of light and life, Thou Good Supreme ! O teach me what is good ; teach me Thyself ! Save me from folly, vanity, and vice, From every low pursuit ; and feed my soul With knowledge, conscious peace, and virtue pure, Sacred, substantial, never-fading bliss...
Page 59 - Coorooraa, who departed this life on the 27th of December 1784, aged 20 years: this stone is inscribed by the Honourable United...
Page 353 - He seems to have been, at least among us, the author of a species of composition that may be denominated local poetry, of which the fundamental subject is some particular landscape, to be poetically described with the addition of such embellishments as may be supplied by historical retrospection or incidental meditation.
Page 19 - As by their choice collections may appear Of what is rare, in land, in sea, in air. Whilst they (as Homer's Illiad in a nut) A world of wonders in one closet shut. These famous Antiquarians that had been Both gardeners to the Rose and Lily Queen Transplanted now themselves, sleep here, and when Angels shall with their trumpets waken men And fire shall purge the world, these hence shall rise, And change this garden for a Paradise.
Page 268 - Lo! where this silent marble weeps, A Friend, a Wife, a Mother sleeps: A Heart, within whose sacred cell The peaceful Virtues lov'd to dwell. Affection warm, and Faith sincere, And soft Humanity were there. In agony, in death resign'd, She felt the Wound she left behind.
Page 303 - In one of the many curious pamphlets of that period he is described as "a notable man at a thanksgiving dinner, having terrible long teeth and a prodigious stomach, to turn the archbishop's chapel at Croydon into a kitchen ; also to swallow up that palace and lands at a morsel.

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