The Every-day Book and Table Book: Or, Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastimes, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times; Forming a Complete History of the Year, Months, and Seasons, and a Perpetual Key to the Almanac ... for Daily Use and Diversio, Band 1R. Griffin and Company, 1839 |
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... feet until by repentance they were loosed and went their way . St. Fulgentius , according to Butler , died on the 1st of January , 533 , sometimes went barefoot , never undressed to take rest , nor ate flesh meat , but chiefly lived on ...
... feet until by repentance they were loosed and went their way . St. Fulgentius , according to Butler , died on the 1st of January , 533 , sometimes went barefoot , never undressed to take rest , nor ate flesh meat , but chiefly lived on ...
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... favour . No. 4982 , in the Catalogue for 1824 , of Mr. Rodd , of Great Newport - street , is a roll of vellum , ten feet long , containing the on herself . Soon afterwards the king , Charles I. THE EVERY - DAY BOOK . - JANUARY 1 .
... favour . No. 4982 , in the Catalogue for 1824 , of Mr. Rodd , of Great Newport - street , is a roll of vellum , ten feet long , containing the on herself . Soon afterwards the king , Charles I. THE EVERY - DAY BOOK . - JANUARY 1 .
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... feet distance from each other , on round standards three or four feet high , firmly fixed in the ground , will afford boys the ineans of actively exerting their limbs and muscles and if the ends of a pole be let into opposite walls or ...
... feet distance from each other , on round standards three or four feet high , firmly fixed in the ground , will afford boys the ineans of actively exerting their limbs and muscles and if the ends of a pole be let into opposite walls or ...
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... feet high , which the people built for him , he spent the last twenty years of his life . This occasioned him to be called stylites , from the Greek word stylos , a pillar . This pillar did not exceed three feet in diame- ter at the top ...
... feet high , which the people built for him , he spent the last twenty years of his life . This occasioned him to be called stylites , from the Greek word stylos , a pillar . This pillar did not exceed three feet in diame- ter at the top ...
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... feet on the floor . Then went candle- sticks and other brasses : scarce any thing remaining in its place . After this the glasses and china were put down on the floor for fear of undergoing the same fate . A glass tumbler that was put ...
... feet on the floor . Then went candle- sticks and other brasses : scarce any thing remaining in its place . After this the glasses and china were put down on the floor for fear of undergoing the same fate . A glass tumbler that was put ...
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Seite 805 - Cameron's gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Seite 653 - To hear the lark begin his flight, And singing startle the dull Night, From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled Dawn doth rise...
Seite 719 - 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 : All heads must come To the cold tomb : Only the actions of the just Smell sweet and blossom in the dust.
Seite 805 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass Which now beneath them, but above shall grow In its next verdure, when this fiery mass Of living valour, rolling on the foe And burning with high hope shall moulder cold and low.
Seite 805 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage-bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell ! XXII.
Seite 137 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
Seite 389 - What time the daisy decks the green, Thy certain voice we hear; Hast thou a star to guide thy path, Or mark the rolling year? Delightful visitant ! with thee I hail the time of flowers, And hear the sound of music sweet, From birds among the bowers.
Seite 389 - Sweet bird ! thy bower is ever green, Thy sky is ever clear ; Thou hast no sorrow in thy song, No winter in thy year...
Seite 137 - No uttered syllable, or, woe betide! But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.
Seite 719 - The glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things ; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hand on kings : Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.