Historical Memorials of Westminster Abbey, Том 1

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Anson D. F. Randolph, 1887
 

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Стр. 112 - over man must be just, ruling in the fear of God. And he shall be as the light of the morning, when the sun riseth, even a morning without clouds; as the tender grass springing out of the earth by clear shining after rain/ with
Стр. 49 - 2 and inalienable sanctity: Not all the water in the rough rude sea Can wash the balm from an anointed king. A white coif was left on his head seven days, to allow the oil to settle into its place, and was then solemnly taken off.
Стр. 225 - Here lies our sovereign' lord the King, Whose word no man relies on; Who never said a foolish thing, And never did a wise one. In the same narrow vault, equally unmarked by any praise or blame, and buried with a plainness arising either from the indifference natural on the WILLIAM accession of a rival House, or from the sim-
Стр. 174 - of history and of Shakspeare. 3 Was this face the face That every day under his household roof Did keep ten thousand men ? Was this the face That, like the sun, did make beholders wink ? Was this the face that faced so many follies, And was at last out-faced by Bolingbroke
Стр. 229 - When the ear heard her, then it blessed her; and when the eye saw her, it gave witness to her. How are the mighty fallen! She that was great among the nations, and Princess among the provinces.
Стр. 133 - THE ROYAL TOMBS. I HAVE left the repository of our English Kings for the contemplation of a day when I shall find my mind disposed for so serious an amusement. (Spectator, No. 26.) SPECIAL AUTHORITIES. BESIDES the notices in contemporary Chronicles and Histories, must be mentioned — I. The architectural descriptions of the Tombs in Dart,
Стр. 137 - What a change of flesh is here: Think how many royal bones Sleep within these heaps of stones : Here they lye, had realms and lands, Who now want strength to stir their hands. Here, from their pulpits seal'd with dust, They preach,
Стр. 137 - in, Since the first man dy'd for sin. Here the bones of birth have cry'd, ' Though gods they were, as men they dy'd.' Here are sands, ignoble things, Dropt from the ruin'd sides of kings. Here's a world of pomp and state, Buried in dust, once dead by fate. The royal sepultures of Westminster were also remarkable from their connection not
Стр. 172 - laid his hand on Edward III.'s sword, and, leaning on the pommel of it, gave us the whole history of the Black Prince, concluding that, in Sir Richard Baker's opinion, Edward III. was one of the greatest princes that ever sate on the English
Стр. 82 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows: In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes, Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm, Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That hush'd in grim repose expects his evening prey. Fill high the sparkling bowl, The rich repast prepare Close by the royal chair Fell thirst and famine scowl A baleful smile upon their baffled guest. 1

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