The gallery of engravings, ed. by G. N. Wright (C. H. Timperley). Ser. 2, ed. by mrs. Milner, Utgåva 110, Volym 31848 |
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... flower - beds , the beautiful and unhappy Marie Antoinette , " herself the fairest flower , " in later times held her court ; and in its delicious lawns and glades , with their statues , their marble basins , and their fountains of ...
... flower - beds , the beautiful and unhappy Marie Antoinette , " herself the fairest flower , " in later times held her court ; and in its delicious lawns and glades , with their statues , their marble basins , and their fountains of ...
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... flowers , Gushing forth in glittering showers , Laving cup and graceful bell , Bud and rosy coronal ; Rushing through the emerald grass , To the far hill's mossy base , Mingling there with sister - streams , Laughing ' mid the sun's ...
... flowers , Gushing forth in glittering showers , Laving cup and graceful bell , Bud and rosy coronal ; Rushing through the emerald grass , To the far hill's mossy base , Mingling there with sister - streams , Laughing ' mid the sun's ...
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... flowers , wreathed by the fairest fingers . If each man , who appeared upon the public street , wore in his hat S. S. - VOL . III . a green bough , as the badge of the popular Agnes Beaufort (The Fair Maid The Princess of Capua 42 ...
... flowers , wreathed by the fairest fingers . If each man , who appeared upon the public street , wore in his hat S. S. - VOL . III . a green bough , as the badge of the popular Agnes Beaufort (The Fair Maid The Princess of Capua 42 ...
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... flowers For thy young head . Still thou wert beautiful ! And bright , and full of soul Were those dark eyes ; Yet on them was a shade , — A mist like sorrow laid , — No more to rise . Thy spirit dwelt beyond This world ; thy hope was ...
... flowers For thy young head . Still thou wert beautiful ! And bright , and full of soul Were those dark eyes ; Yet on them was a shade , — A mist like sorrow laid , — No more to rise . Thy spirit dwelt beyond This world ; thy hope was ...
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... flowers Mingle each brilliant hue . I go to meet the battle's storm , The clang of sword and shield , Perchance to lay me down to rest Upon some hard - won field . I go to tempt the treacherous sea ; Its rolling , sweeping waves , That ...
... flowers Mingle each brilliant hue . I go to meet the battle's storm , The clang of sword and shield , Perchance to lay me down to rest Upon some hard - won field . I go to tempt the treacherous sea ; Its rolling , sweeping waves , That ...
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Abbey accompanying plate adorned amid ancient arches architecture beautiful Bejapore Bellamont beneath Beverley Beverley Minster BLARNEY CASTLE blessings breath breeze bridge bright brow building BUSHY PARK CARRICKFERGUS CASTLE church Cork court dark deep Dublin Duke E'en Earl earth EDWARD JENNER England English erected eyes fade fair feel flowers gaze gleaming glow graceful hath heart heaven Henry hills hope hundred Ireland Irish Jenner John Perrot Kilkenny King labour Lady land light Lismore Castle lofty LONDON & PARIS Londonderry lonely Lord loyal magnificent memory monarch mountain Mungo Park never night noble o'er Park pass'd PETER JACKSON Phoenix Park picturesque present princely Queen RABY CASTLE reign river ROBIN HOOD'S BAY rock royal ruins scene shade shore SIR WILLIAM STANLEY smile soul spectator spirit stream sweet thee thine thou throne towers trees vaccination Waterford waters wave wild
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Sida 48 - THE stately Homes of England, How beautiful they stand! Amidst their tall ancestral trees, O'er all the pleasant land. The deer across their greensward bound, Through shade and sunny gleam, And the swan glides past them with the sound Of some rejoicing stream.
Sida 22 - To rest upon their circumambient walls ; A temple framing of dimensions vast, And yet not too enormous for the sound Of human anthems, — choral song, or burst Sublime of instrumental harmony, To glorify the Eternal ! What if these Did never break the stillness that prevails...
Sida 138 - Over hill, over dale, Thorough bush, thorough brier, Over park, over pale, Thorough flood, thorough fire, I do wander every where, Swifter than the moon's sphere; And I serve the Fairy Queen, To dew her orbs upon the green. The cowslips tall her pensioners be; In their gold coats spots you see; Those be rubies, fairy favours, In those freckles live their savours. I must go seek some dewdrops here, And hang a pearl in every cowslip's ear.
Sida 55 - The moon on the east oriel shone, Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined ; Thou would'st have thought some fairy's hand 'Twixt poplars straight the ozier wand, In many a freakish knot had twined ; Then framed a spell, when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
Sida 134 - Certainly, it is heaven upon earth, to have a man's mind move in charity, rest in providence, and turn upon the poles of truth.
Sida 22 - With the loud streams : and often, at the hour When issue forth the first pale stars, is heard, Within the circuit of this fabric huge, One voice, the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above all power of sight — An iron knell ! with echoes from afar Faint, and still fainter...
Sida 134 - Jenner was given to understand, that he should be cautious and prudent ; that he had already gained some credit by his communications to the Royal Society, and ought not to risk his reputation by presenting to the learned body anything which appeared so much at variance with established knowledge, and withal so incredible.
Sida 22 - At night's approach bring down the unclouded Sky, To rest upon their circumambient walls; A Temple framing of dimensions vast, And yet not too enormous for the sound Of human anthems, — choral song, or burst Sublime of instrumental harmony, To glorify the Eternal!
Sida 49 - Ten of them were sheathed in steel, With belted sword, and spur on heel: They quitted not their harness bright, Neither by day, nor yet by night: They lay down to rest, With corslet laced, Pillowed on buckler cold and hard ; They carved at the meal With gloves of steel, And they drank the red wine through the helmet barred.
Sida 138 - And sometime make the drink to bear no barm : Mislead night-wanderers, laughing at their harm? Those that Hobgoblin call you, and sweet Puck, You do their work, and they shall have good luck: Are not you he?