The Annual Biography and Obituary for the Year ..., Volumen10Longman, Hurst, Rees, Orme, and Brown, 1826 |
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... noble manner in which he had conducted himself . Soon after the above glorious event , the gallant subject of this memoir was nominated governor of Newfoundland , and commander - in - chief of the squadron employed on that station ...
... noble manner in which he had conducted himself . Soon after the above glorious event , the gallant subject of this memoir was nominated governor of Newfoundland , and commander - in - chief of the squadron employed on that station ...
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... noble lord was equally attentive . He availed himself of the national exultation and gratitude con- sequent on a succession of splendid naval victories to promote the regeneration of the Naval Charitable Society for the relief of naval ...
... noble lord was equally attentive . He availed himself of the national exultation and gratitude con- sequent on a succession of splendid naval victories to promote the regeneration of the Naval Charitable Society for the relief of naval ...
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... noble and ancient family , are likewise buried . In 1785 , his lordship married at Smyrna , Cornelia - Jacoba , second daughter of David Van Lennep , Esq . chief of the Dutch factory at that place , by whom he had a numerous issue . Two ...
... noble and ancient family , are likewise buried . In 1785 , his lordship married at Smyrna , Cornelia - Jacoba , second daughter of David Van Lennep , Esq . chief of the Dutch factory at that place , by whom he had a numerous issue . Two ...
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The noble lord's will was proved , with eleven codicils , in the Prerogative Court , Doctors ' Commons , on the 12th of September , by the oaths of the Right Honourable Granville George Waldegrave , Lord Radstock , his son , and the Ho ...
The noble lord's will was proved , with eleven codicils , in the Prerogative Court , Doctors ' Commons , on the 12th of September , by the oaths of the Right Honourable Granville George Waldegrave , Lord Radstock , his son , and the Ho ...
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... noble lord's character with which we have been favoured by a distinguished individual , who en- joyed ample opportunities of observing them . 15 HEN No. II . THE REV . HENRY KETT 14 LORD RADSTOCK . William Owen, Esq R.
... noble lord's character with which we have been favoured by a distinguished individual , who en- joyed ample opportunities of observing them . 15 HEN No. II . THE REV . HENRY KETT 14 LORD RADSTOCK . William Owen, Esq R.
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Página 262 - The place of fame and elegy supply: And many a holy text around she strews, That teach the rustic moralist to die.
Página 96 - And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary, thou art dead! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been.
Página 95 - It never through my mind had past The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more ! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again; And still the thought I will not brook, That I must look in vain. But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st...
Página 78 - Slowly and sadly we laid him down, From the field of his fame fresh and gory; We carved not a line, and we raised not a stone, But we left him alone with his glory.
Página 95 - The time would e'er be o'er, And I on thee should look my last, And thou shouldst smile no more ! And still upon that face I look, And think 'twill smile again ; And still the thought I will not brook That I must look in vain ! But when I speak — thou dost not say What thou ne'er left'st unsaid ; And now I feel, as well I may, Sweet Mary ! thou art dead...
Página 77 - Few and short were the prayers we said, And we spoke not a word of sorrow ; But we steadfastly gazed on the face that was dead, And we bitterly thought of the morrow.
Página 316 - Their praise is hymn'd by loftier harps than mine: Yet one I would select from that proud throng, Partly because they blend me with his line, And partly that I did his sire some wrong...
Página 77 - Lightly they'll talk of the spirit that's gone, And o'er his cold ashes upbraid him — But little he'll reck, if they let him sleep on In the grave where a Briton has laid him.
Página 77 - Not a drum was heard, not a funeral note, As his corse to the rampart we hurried ; Not a soldier discharged his farewell shot O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast...
Página 96 - Sweet Mary, thou art dead! If thou wouldst stay, e'en as thou art, All cold and all serene, I still might press thy silent heart, And where thy smiles have been. While e'en thy chill, bleak corse I have, Thou seemest still mine own; But there I lay thee in thy grave, — And I am now alone! I do not think, where'er thou art, Thou hast forgotten me; And I, perhaps, may soothe this heart In thinking, too, of thee: Yet there was round thee such a dawn Of light ne'er seen before, As fancy never could...