An excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also A sail down the river Medway, July, 1811. To which is annexed, a Journal of a trip to Paris, in the autumn of 1816, by John Evans, jun1817 |
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... asked some questions of the doctor respecting him , and being told that he sometimes visited Dr. Majendie there , his Majesty had desired to be informed the next time Dr. Beattie was to be at DR . BEATTIE AT KEW . 67 Kew . What.
... asked some questions of the doctor respecting him , and being told that he sometimes visited Dr. Majendie there , his Majesty had desired to be informed the next time Dr. Beattie was to be at DR . BEATTIE AT KEW . 67 Kew . What.
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... visited these gardens when myself and family were passing a few days with our kind friends at Barnes , and was highly gratified . Sir William Chambers had the laying out of these gardens , and is thought to have executed his task with ...
... visited these gardens when myself and family were passing a few days with our kind friends at Barnes , and was highly gratified . Sir William Chambers had the laying out of these gardens , and is thought to have executed his task with ...
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... visited . She remembered him well ; mentioned his singularly delicate and peculiarly constructed form ; his fondness of being alone in the garden , musing and talking to himself ! The old lady described the ami- able Allen and the ...
... visited . She remembered him well ; mentioned his singularly delicate and peculiarly constructed form ; his fondness of being alone in the garden , musing and talking to himself ! The old lady described the ami- able Allen and the ...
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... visited him frequently at his house in Twickenham ; these were Bolingbroke , Atterbury and Warburton , a few particulars concerning whom shall form the conclusion of the present letter . Of BOLINGBROKE , an account has been already ...
... visited him frequently at his house in Twickenham ; these were Bolingbroke , Atterbury and Warburton , a few particulars concerning whom shall form the conclusion of the present letter . Of BOLINGBROKE , an account has been already ...
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... visited my patient , Mrs. W. took me by the hand , and led me to the dining room , where we found the bishop alone ; she presented me to him with , Give me leave , my lord , to introduce to you a friend of mine , to whom you and I have ...
... visited my patient , Mrs. W. took me by the hand , and led me to the dining room , where we found the bishop alone ; she presented me to him with , Give me leave , my lord , to introduce to you a friend of mine , to whom you and I have ...
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An Excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also a Sail Down the River Medway ... John Evans Sin vista previa disponible - 2015 |
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Página 328 - 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.
Página 378 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas ! for other notes repine ; A different object do these eyes require ; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine ; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Página 374 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful ! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Página 120 - Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Página 367 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain, Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient...
Página 21 - I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains.
Página 428 - 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.
Página 428 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Página 407 - From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Página 351 - Windsor's heights th' expanse below Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey, Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowers among Wanders the hoary Thames along His silver-winding way.