The Gentleman's Magazine, and Historical Chronicle, for the Year ..., Band 95Edw. Cave, 1736-[1868], 1825 |
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... Lord Cromwell , Earl of Essex , and there publicly burnt . Sir H. Spelman says , that king Henry , upon his death - bed , was so touched with remorse for having banished our Lady as Walsingham , that he bequeathed his soul to her ! 1525 ...
... Lord Cromwell , Earl of Essex , and there publicly burnt . Sir H. Spelman says , that king Henry , upon his death - bed , was so touched with remorse for having banished our Lady as Walsingham , that he bequeathed his soul to her ! 1525 ...
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... Lord Viscount Townshend ; and in the year 1768 , he was elected again , after a sharp contest , the numbers on the Poll being as follows : -Poll taken at Norwich , March 23 , 1768 , Sir Edward Astley , bart . 2977 - Thos . De Grey , esq ...
... Lord Viscount Townshend ; and in the year 1768 , he was elected again , after a sharp contest , the numbers on the Poll being as follows : -Poll taken at Norwich , March 23 , 1768 , Sir Edward Astley , bart . 2977 - Thos . De Grey , esq ...
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... Lord Abergavenny . Three quarters size . 6 [ July , field , and this is approved by the Her ralds upon perusal of ... Lord Coningsby Baron of Coningsby , in Lincolnshire , who was slain in the Baron's Warrs in the Reign of King John ...
... Lord Abergavenny . Three quarters size . 6 [ July , field , and this is approved by the Her ralds upon perusal of ... Lord Coningsby Baron of Coningsby , in Lincolnshire , who was slain in the Baron's Warrs in the Reign of King John ...
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... Lord Couingsby , from whom he was divorced . ( Of the Gorges , there are some very curious particulars in Lord Coningsby's Case of the Five Hundreds , & c .; folio . ) Sir Thomas Southwell , bart . ( ob . 1720 ) who married Meliora ...
... Lord Couingsby , from whom he was divorced . ( Of the Gorges , there are some very curious particulars in Lord Coningsby's Case of the Five Hundreds , & c .; folio . ) Sir Thomas Southwell , bart . ( ob . 1720 ) who married Meliora ...
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... Lord Abergavenny , by Lady Mary Sackville , wife to Fitzwilliam Conings- by ; whole length . Lady Lisburne , second wife of Lord Lisburne , brother to Earl Co- ningsby's mother ; three quarter length . Kneller . Sir Arthur Loftus ...
... Lord Abergavenny , by Lady Mary Sackville , wife to Fitzwilliam Conings- by ; whole length . Lady Lisburne , second wife of Lord Lisburne , brother to Earl Co- ningsby's mother ; three quarter length . Kneller . Sir Arthur Loftus ...
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Seite 327 - 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.
Seite 327 - 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.
Seite 388 - And God said, Let the waters under the heaven be gathered together unto one place, and let the dry land appear: and it was so. And God called the dry land Earth; and the gathering together of the waters called He Seas; and God saw that it was good.
Seite 413 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean ; This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with Nature's charms, and view her stores unroll'd.
Seite 388 - And God set them in the firmament of the heaven to give light upon the earth, and to rule over the day and over the night, and to divide the light from the darkness; and God saw that it was good. And the evening and the morning were the fourth day.
Seite 327 - But half of our heavy task was done When the clock struck the hour for retiring ; And we heard the distant and random gun That the foe was sullenly firing. 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.
Seite 236 - 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.
Seite 438 - I bear them) so without measure mis-ordered, that I think myself in hell, till time come that I must go to Mr. Elmer; who teacheth me so gently, so pleasantly, with such fair allurements to learning, that I think all the time nothing whiles I am with him.
Seite 237 - ... goods, and prepare for their removal ; and did by moonshine, it being brave, dry, and moonshine and warm weather, carry much of my goods into the garden ; and Mr. Hater and I did remove my money and iron chests into my cellar, as thinking that the safest place. And got my bags of gold into my office, ready to carry away, and my chief papers of accounts also there, and my tallies into a box by themselves.
Seite 446 - Twixt book and lute the hours divide, And marvel how I e'er could stray From thee — my own fireside. " My own fireside ! Those simple words Can bid the sweetest dreams arise ; Awaken feeling's tenderest chords, And fill with tears of joy my eyes. What is there my wild heart can prize, That doth not in thy sphere abide ; Haunt of my home-bred sympathies, My own — my own fireside.