The Journal of Nicholas Assheton, of Downham, in the County of Lancaster, Esq., for Part of the Year 1617, and Part of the Year Following: Interspersed with Notes from the Life of His Contemporary, John Bruen of Bruen Stapelford, in the County of Chester, Esq

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Chetham society, 1848 - Country life - 163 pages
 

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Page 3 - When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.
Page 91 - I have said to corruption, Thou art my father to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
Page 66 - The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me; And I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy. I put on righteousness, and it clothed me; My judgment was as a robe and a diadem. I was eyes to the blind, And feet was I to the lame. I was a father to the poor; And the cause which I knew not I searched out. And I brake the jaws of the wicked And plucked the spoil out of his teeth.
Page xxiii - ... great kindness to the old house-dog, that you know my poor master was so fond of. It would have gone to your heart to have heard the moans the dumb creature made on the day of my master's death. He has never joyed himself since ; no more has any of us.
Page 54 - scape, despis'd or aw'd, Rebellion's vengeful talons seize on Laud. From meaner minds, though smaller fines content The plunder'd palace, or sequester'd rent; Mark'd out by dangerous parts he meets the shock, And fatal Learning leads him to the block: Around his tomb let Art and Genius weep, But hear his death, ye blockheads, hear and sleep.
Page 54 - See nations slowly wise, and meanly just, To buried merit raise the tardy bust. If dreams yet flatter, once again attend, Hear Lydiat's life, and Galileo's end.
Page 83 - Thus what they could do, all they thought too little, Striving in love the traveller to whittle. We went into the house of one John Pinners, (A man that lives amongst a crew of sinners,) And there eight several sorts of ale we had, All able to make one stark drunk, or mad.
Page 74 - Barthol'mew-pig, and to eat it so, is a spice of idolatry, and you make the Fair no better than one of the high places. This, I take it, is the state of the question. A high place.
Page 58 - ... (in such variety of apprehensions, humours and interests, as are in the world) to please all ; nor can expect that men of factious, peevish, and perverse spirits should be satisfied with any thing that can be done in this kind by any other than themselves...
Page 29 - ... be had in due and convenient time, without impediment or let of Divine service ; and that women should have leave to carry rushes to the church for the...

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