Epitaphiana; Or, The Curiosities of Churchyard Literature: Being a Miscellaneous Collection of EpitaphsTinsley, 1875 - Всего страниц: 171 |
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... lay open the body , remove the intestines , and replace them with desiccative drugs and odoriferous spices . The anointing of dead bodies previous to 3 interment was a custom prevailing amongst the Jews , 2 INTRODUCTION .
... lay open the body , remove the intestines , and replace them with desiccative drugs and odoriferous spices . The anointing of dead bodies previous to 3 interment was a custom prevailing amongst the Jews , 2 INTRODUCTION .
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... lay open , and afforded to passers - by shelter from the inclemency of the weather- hence the expression ( Mark v . 3 ) , " dwelling among the tombs . " The places which the Hebrews appropriated for the burial of their dead were both ...
... lay open , and afforded to passers - by shelter from the inclemency of the weather- hence the expression ( Mark v . 3 ) , " dwelling among the tombs . " The places which the Hebrews appropriated for the burial of their dead were both ...
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... lay the dust . A couplet which reminds us of the Cheltenham epitaph : - Here lies I and my three daughters , Kill'd by drinking Cheltenham waters ; Had we a ' stuck to Epsom - salts We'd not a bin lying in these ' ere vaults . And not ...
... lay the dust . A couplet which reminds us of the Cheltenham epitaph : - Here lies I and my three daughters , Kill'd by drinking Cheltenham waters ; Had we a ' stuck to Epsom - salts We'd not a bin lying in these ' ere vaults . And not ...
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... laid ; My coal is spent , my iron gone , My nails are drove , my work is done ; My fire - dried corpse here lies at rest , My soul , smoke - like , soars to be blest . 21. On an Italian : - I was well , Wished to be better , Took physic ...
... laid ; My coal is spent , my iron gone , My nails are drove , my work is done ; My fire - dried corpse here lies at rest , My soul , smoke - like , soars to be blest . 21. On an Italian : - I was well , Wished to be better , Took physic ...
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... laid along , Felled by Death's surer hatchet , here lies SPONG . Posts he oft made , yet ne'er a place could get , And lived by railing , though he had no wit . Old saws he had , although no antiquarian ; And stiles corrected , yet was ...
... laid along , Felled by Death's surer hatchet , here lies SPONG . Posts he oft made , yet ne'er a place could get , And lived by railing , though he had no wit . Old saws he had , although no antiquarian ; And stiles corrected , yet was ...
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aged Author Bath Abbey BEN JONSON Beneath this stone bones buried Campo Santo Nuovo CATACOMBS OF ROME Cave Cemetery Chichester Cathedral Christian church Churchyard Crown 8vo Curate's Discipline CUSTOMS dead death died doth lie dust earth ELIZABETH epitaph epitaphian erected Farewell father following inscription following lines GEORGE Gloucestershire gone grave Graveyard heart heaven honour husband inscribed JAMES JAMES GORDON BENNETT JAMES QUIN JOHN BASKERVILLE JOHN BUNN JOHN MACBETH kings laid lies JOHN lies my wife lies the body lieth lived Lord lost lyeth marble Marnhull MARY Mary's MATTHEW PRIOR memory Mistress of Langdale monument mother ne'er never o'er Old Moore OWEN MOORE Parish Poet poor reader rest ROBERT Sacred Samuel Tinsley Samuel Tinsley's Publications SARAH sepulchral soul Southampton Street Story Strand Swansea Tale thee thou tomb tombstone Underneath verse virtue vols WILLIAM woman writer
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Стр. 30 - As you are now so once was I; As I am now, so you must be Prepare for death and follow me.
Стр. 108 - Nobles and heralds, by your leave, Here lies what once was Matthew Prior, The son of Adam and of Eve : Can Bourbon or Nassau claim higher ? " But, in this case, the old prejudice got the better of the old joke.
Стр. 88 - Farewell, great painter of mankind ! Who reach'd the noblest point of art, Whose pictured morals charm the mind, And through the eye correct the heart. If Genius fire thee, reader, stay, If nature touch thee, drop a tear, If neither move thee — turn away — For Hogarth's honour'd dust lies here.
Стр. 132 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Стр. 131 - YE, who with warmth the public triumph feel Of talents dignified by sacred zeal, Here, to devotion's bard devoutly just, Pay your fond tribute due to Cowper's dust ! England, exulting in his spotless fame, Ranks with her dearest sons his favourite name.
Стр. 118 - HERE continueth to rot The Body of FRANCIS CHARTRES, Who, with an INFLEXIBLE CONSTANCY, and INIMITABLE UNIFORMITY of Life PERSISTED, In spite of AGE and INFIRMITIES, In the Practice of EVERY HUMAN VICE, Excepting PRODIGALITY and HYPOCRISY: His insatiable AVARICE exempted him from the first, His matchless IMPUDENCE from the second.
Стр. 14 - HARRY'S BIG BOOTS: a Fairy Tale, for "Smalle Folke." By SE GAY. With 8 Full-page Illustrations and a Vignette by the author, drawn on wood by PERCIVAL SKELTON. Crown 8vo., handsomely bound in cloth, price 5s. " Some capital fun will be found in ' Harry's Big Boots.' . . . The illustrations are excellent, and so is the story.
Стр. 74 - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
Стр. 120 - And sluttish plenty deck'd her table. Their beer was strong; their wine was port; Their meal was large ; their grace was short.
Стр. 27 - Good friend, for Jesus' sake, forbeare To dig the dust enclosed here. Blessed be he that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.