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Page 137 - ... drank The stifling wave, and then he sank. No poet wept him ; but the page Of narrative sincere, That tells his name, his worth, his age, Is wet with Anson's tear : And tears by bards or heroes shed Alike immortalize the dead. I therefore purpose not, or dream, Descanting on his fate, To give the melancholy theme A more enduring date : But misery still delights to trace Its semblance in another's case. No voice divine the storm allayed, No light propitious shone, When, snatched from all effectual...
Page 193 - I sought them or wished them, 'twould add one fear more — That of making a countess when almost four-score. But Fortune, who scatters her gifts out of season, Though unkind to my limbs, has still left me my reason ; And whether she lowers or lifts me, I'll try In the plain simple style I have lived in to die : For ambition too humble, for meanness too high.
Page 153 - But never more could see the man Approaching from the town : Their pretty lips with blackberries Were all besmear'd and dyed.
Page 19 - Stand to it noble pikemen, And look you round about : And shoot you right you bowmen, And we will keep them out : You musket and calllver* men, Do you prove true to me, I'll be the foremost man in fight, Says brave lord Willoughbey.
Page 330 - Highways and Byways in North Wales. By AG BRADLEY. With Illustrations by HUGH THOMSON and JOSEPH PENNELL. PALL MALL GAZETTE.— "To read this fine book makes us eager to visit every hill and every valley that Mr. Bradley describes with such tantalising enthusiasm. It is a work of inspiration, vivid, sparkling, and eloquent — a deep well of pleasure to every lover of Wales.
Page 240 - Stilt-makers all and tanners shall complain of this disaster; For they will make each muddy lake for Essex calves a pasture. The feather'd fowls have wings, to fly to other nations ; But we have no such things, to help our transportations ; We must give place (oh grievous case) to horned beasts and cattle, Except that we can all agree to drive them out by battle. Wherefore let us intreat our antient water nurses, To shew their power so great as t...
Page 191 - HERE I am at Houghton ! and alone ! in this spot, where (except two hours last month) I have not been in sixteen years ! Think, what a crowd of reflections...
Page 215 - Yet to do the folks justice, they are sensible, and reasonable, and civilized; their very language is polished since I lived among them. I attribute this to their more frequent intercourse with the world and the capital, by the help of good roads and post-chaises, which, if they have abridged the king's dominions, have at least tamed his subjects.
Page 78 - When the funeral pyre was out, and the last valediction over, men took a lasting adieu of their interred friends, little expecting the curiosity of future ages should comment upon their ashes; and, having no old experience of the duration of their relics, held no opinion of such after-considerations.