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... death ( he was killed at the siege of Lichfield Cathedral , on March 2 , 1643 ) the Country was infested with " divers troopes of robbers and plunderers , " and the inhabitants of Birmingham resolved to arm themselves , and to attempt ...
... death ( he was killed at the siege of Lichfield Cathedral , on March 2 , 1643 ) the Country was infested with " divers troopes of robbers and plunderers , " and the inhabitants of Birmingham resolved to arm themselves , and to attempt ...
Strana 14
... death of Earl Denbigh . And so ended Prince Rupert's visit to Birmingham . The remem- brance of those terrible days , and of the punishment inflicted on the town by the Cavaliers , did not speedily pass away . Tradition says that long ...
... death of Earl Denbigh . And so ended Prince Rupert's visit to Birmingham . The remem- brance of those terrible days , and of the punishment inflicted on the town by the Cavaliers , did not speedily pass away . Tradition says that long ...
Strana 40
... death of Mr. C. B. Newey , and by the exclusion of five members for non - payment of subscriptions . Notices of the nomination of seventeen gentlemen for membership having been given , the proceedings terminated with the singing of the ...
... death of Mr. C. B. Newey , and by the exclusion of five members for non - payment of subscriptions . Notices of the nomination of seventeen gentlemen for membership having been given , the proceedings terminated with the singing of the ...
Strana 43
... Death of Christ ; but if this is to be counted as an error , it is an error in the right direction : for it was the Saviour of men himself who said , — ' And I , if I be lifted up , will draw all men unto me . ' Any ministry that ...
... Death of Christ ; but if this is to be counted as an error , it is an error in the right direction : for it was the Saviour of men himself who said , — ' And I , if I be lifted up , will draw all men unto me . ' Any ministry that ...
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... grows , Till Time and Death shall be no more ; And hand in hand we walk the shore , Where love immortal crowns our brows . SEEPE - N . OUR CURATE . CHAPTER V. A prolonged shrug of the 48 1HE CENTRAL LITERARY MAGAZINE . -LOOKING BACK.
... grows , Till Time and Death shall be no more ; And hand in hand we walk the shore , Where love immortal crowns our brows . SEEPE - N . OUR CURATE . CHAPTER V. A prolonged shrug of the 48 1HE CENTRAL LITERARY MAGAZINE . -LOOKING BACK.
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Strana 242 - Farewell, happy fields, Where joy for ever dwells ; hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell Receive thy new possessor ; one who brings A mind not to be changed by place, or time.
Strana 243 - Horror and doubt distract His troubled thoughts, and from the bottom stir The hell within him ; for within him Hell He brings, and round about him, nor from Hell One step, no more than from himself, can fly By change of place.
Strana 285 - And ever, against eating cares, Lap me in soft Lydian airs, Married to immortal verse, Such as the meeting soul may pierce, In notes with many a winding bout Of linked sweetness long drawn out With wanton heed and giddy cunning, The melting voice through mazes running, Untwisting all the chains that tie The hidden soul of harmony; That Orpheus...
Strana 241 - The other shape, If shape it might be call'd, that shape had none Distinguishable in member, joint, or limb, Or substance might be call'd that shadow seem'd, For each seem'd either ; black it stood as night, Fierce as ten furies, terrible as hell, And shook a dreadful dart ; what seem'd his head The likeness of a kingly crown had on.
Strana 244 - Me miserable ! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is Hell; myself am Hell; And, in the lowest deep, a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the Hell I suffer seems a Heaven.
Strana 238 - Commander ; he, above the rest In shape and gesture proudly eminent, Stood like a tower ; his form had yet not lost All her original brightness, nor appeared Less than Archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured...
Strana 246 - Rocks, dens, and caves ! But I in none of these Find place or refuge ; and the more I see Pleasures about me, so much more I feel Torment within me, as from the hateful siege Of contraries ; all good to me becomes Bane, and in Heaven much worse would be my state.
Strana 238 - Doctrine, which we would know whence learn'd : who saw When this creation was? remember'st thou Thy making, while the Maker gave thee being? We know no time when we were not as now ; Know none before us, self-begot, self-rais'd By our own quickening power, when fatal course Had circled his full orb, the birth mature Of this our native heaven, ethereal sons. Our puissance is our own...
Strana 282 - While the ploughman, near at hand, Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale.
Strana 283 - Or call up him that left half told The story of Cambuscan bold, Of Camball, and of Algarsife, And who had Canace to wife, That owned the virtuous ring and glass, And of the wondrous horse of brass On which the Tartar king did ride; And if aught else great bards beside In sage and solemn tunes have sung, Of tourneys, and of trophies hung, Of forests, and enchantments drear, Where more is meant than meets the ear.