More Wanderings in LondonGeorge H. Doran Company, 1916 - 331 páginas |
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Adelphi artist Astley Barry beautiful Bertram Dobell born BOSWELL Bridge bronze building built Burney bust CHAPTER Charing Cross Charles Charles Lamb charming Cheapside church circus City Club corner cricket death died Duke Earl Edward England erected famous father fire Gallery garden George Giorgione Grinling Gibbons ground Guildhall Hampton Court Henry Hillyer Holborn Holland House honour James James's John JOHNSON Kensington Kensington Palace King Lady Leicester Square lived Lord Frederick Beauclerk Lord Holland Lord Mayor Lord's Martingell match memorial Museum never Oval painted painter Palace Park Paul's picture poet portrait Prince Queen residence Reynolds Road Royal Exchange scene Scotland Yard seen Shakespeare side Soane Museum Society of Arts spire Square statue stone Street Surrey tablet Temple Thames thing Thomas THOMAS TOMKINS thought Tower Trafalgar Square walked wall Wanderer in London Westminster William Wren's
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Página 59 - The mind, that ocean where each kind Does straight its own resemblance find; Yet it creates, transcending these, Far other worlds, and other seas; Annihilating all that's made To a green thought in a green shade. Here at the fountain's sliding foot Or at some fruit-tree's mossy root, Casting the body's vest aside My soul into the boughs does glide; There, like a bird, it sits and sings, Then whets and claps its silver wings, And, till prepared for longer flight, Waves in its plumes the various light.
Página 206 - Biron they call him; but a merrier man, Within the limit of becoming mirth, I never spent an hour's talk withal : His eye begets occasion for his wit; For every object that the one doth catch, The other turns to a mirth-moving jest ; Which his fair tongue (conceit's expositor,) Delivers in such apt and gracious words, That aged ears play truant at his tales, And younger hearings are quite ravished ; So sweet and voluble is his discourse.
Página 60 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds : Your heads must come To the cold tomb ; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet,...
Página 59 - While round the armed bands Did clap their bloody hands ; He nothing common did, or mean, Upon that memorable scene, But with his keener eye The axe's edge did try ; Nor called the gods with vulgar spite To vindicate his helpless right, But bowed his comely head Down, as upon a bed.
Página 13 - Robinson's little son going up with me; and there I did see the houses at that end of the Bridge all on fire, and an infinite great fire on this and the other side the end of the Bridge; which, among other people, did trouble me for poor little Michell and our Sarah on the bridge.
Página 14 - Steeple by which pretty Mrs. lives, and whereof my old schoolfellow Elborough is Parson, taken fire in the very top, and there burned till it fell down...
Página 107 - O'er my dim eye-balls glance the sudden tears ! How sweet were once thy prospects, fresh and fair, Thy sloping walks and unpolluted air ! How sweet the glooms beneath...
Página 19 - I come and saw it was not burned. But, going to the fire, I find, by the blowing up of houses, and the great help given by the workmen out of the King's yards, sent up by Sir W. Pen, there is a good stop given to it, as well at Markc Lane End as ours ; it having only burned the dyall of Barking Church, and part of the porch, and was there quenched. I up to the top of Barking steeple, and there saw the saddest sight of desolation that I ever saw ; every where great fires, oyle-cellars, and brimstone,...
Página 15 - They seemed much troubled, and the King commanded me to go to my Lord Mayor from him, and command him to spare no houses, but to pull down before the fire every way.
Página 15 - Street like a man spent, with a handkerchief about his neck. To the King's message, he cried, like a fainting woman, 'Lord, what can I do? I am spent: people will not obey me. I have been pulling down houses; but the fire overtakes us faster than we can do it.