Literary By-Paths in Old English1909 |
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Page 51
... Elizabeth's bounty even in the grave . Browne narrates how the Queen gave explicit orders for the building of a costly tomb over the poet's remains , and then adds : " The will had been performance , had not Fate 51 IN OLD ENGLAND.
... Elizabeth's bounty even in the grave . Browne narrates how the Queen gave explicit orders for the building of a costly tomb over the poet's remains , and then adds : " The will had been performance , had not Fate 51 IN OLD ENGLAND.
Page 93
... remains will be carried off to America- their proper and inevitable home ! " Dr. Dixon forgot that there must be two parties to such a bargain . Philadelphia did try to re- move the remains some years ago ; but the trus- tees of the ...
... remains will be carried off to America- their proper and inevitable home ! " Dr. Dixon forgot that there must be two parties to such a bargain . Philadelphia did try to re- move the remains some years ago ; but the trus- tees of the ...
Page 119
... remains of Mary Antrobus . She died unmarried , Nov. 5 , 1749 , aged 66. In the same pious confidence , beside her friend and sister , here sleep the remains of Dorothy Gray , widow , the careful tender mother of many children , one of ...
... remains of Mary Antrobus . She died unmarried , Nov. 5 , 1749 , aged 66. In the same pious confidence , beside her friend and sister , here sleep the remains of Dorothy Gray , widow , the careful tender mother of many children , one of ...
Page 120
... remains of Thomas Gray , the author of the Elegy written in a country churchyard . He was buried August 6th , 1771. " There is , however , a monument to the poet in the field adjoining the churchyard on the east . This takes the form of ...
... remains of Thomas Gray , the author of the Elegy written in a country churchyard . He was buried August 6th , 1771. " There is , however , a monument to the poet in the field adjoining the churchyard on the east . This takes the form of ...
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... remains of the priory which reared its head here five hundred years ago . Yet not quite all . In the corner of the farmhouse garden is a small arbour , bright still with the tiles which sandalled monkish feet pressed in the far - off ...
... remains of the priory which reared its head here five hundred years ago . Yet not quite all . In the corner of the farmhouse garden is a small arbour , bright still with the tiles which sandalled monkish feet pressed in the far - off ...
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Page 110 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Page 168 - Wept o'er his wounds, or tales of sorrow done, Shouldered his crutch and showed how fields were won. Pleased with his guests, the good man learned to glow, And quite forgot their vices in their woe; Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began.
Page 159 - Careless their merits, or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And e'en his" failings leaned to virtue's side ; But in his duty prompt at every call, He watched and wept, he prayed and felt for all.
Page 168 - Near yonder copse, where once the garden smiled, And still where many a garden flower grows wild ; There, where a few torn shrubs the place disclose, The village preacher's modest mansion rose. A man he was to all the country dear, And passing rich with forty pounds a year...
Page 269 - BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors.
Page 166 - In all my wanderings round this world of care, In all my griefs — and God has given my share — I still had hopes, my latest hours to crown, Amidst these humble bowers to lay me down; To husband out life's taper at the close, And keep the flame from wasting by repose...
Page 168 - His house was known to all the vagrant train ; He chid their wanderings, but relieved their pain...
Page 117 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas ! for other notes repine ; A different object do these eyes require ; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine ; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Page 185 - Wi' mony an eldritch skreech and hollow. Ah, Tam! Ah, Tam! thou'll get thy fairin! In hell they'll roast thee like a herrin! In vain thy Kate awaits thy comin! Kate soon will be a woefu
Page 185 - O YE, whose cheek the tear of pity stains, Draw near with pious rev'rence, and attend ! Here lie the loving husband's dear remains, The tender father, and the gen'rous friend. The pitying heart that felt for human woe ; The dauntless heart that fear'd no human pride ; The friend of man, to vice alone a foe ; " For ev'n his failings lean'd to virtue's side.