The British Tourists; Or Traveller's Pocket Companion, Through England, Wales, Scotland, and Ireland: Comprehending the Most Celebrated Tours in the British Islands, Tom 5
E. Newbery, 1798
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Strona 240 - It is night; I am alone, forlorn on the hill of storms. The wind is heard in the mountain. The torrent pours down the rock. No hut receives me from the rain; forlorn on the hill of winds ! Rise, moon!
Strona 181 - ... in white marble. Her cheek, expressive of suffering mildness, reclines on the pillow, and her little fevered hands gently rest on each other near to her head. The plain and only drapery is a frock, the skirt flowing easily out before, and a ribbon...
Strona 26 - I muft not forget to notice all the farmers' daughters who refort to it with the produce of their farms, and at once grace it with the charms of their perfons, and the winning affability of their behaviour. There is not perhaps in the kingdom a place where fo many lovely girls attend the market as at Newport; and, at the fame time they are dreffed with a degree of elegance far beyond what is ufually obfervable in perfons of their rank. You fee them, with health and...
Strona 41 - King William the Second, surnamed Rufus, on the breast, of which he instantly died, on the second dar of August, anno 1100." No. II. : " King William the Second, surnamed Rufus, being slain, as before related, was laid in a cart, belonging to one Purkis, and drawn from hence to Winchester, and buried in the Cathedral Church of that City.
Strona 278 - I shall venture to add to what you direct concerning writing ; that is, I will have my son taught shorthand ; I do not mean to that perfection as to copy a speech from the mouth of a ready speaker, but to be able to write it readily, for his own private business. Believe me, sir, it is as useful a knack as a man of business, or any scholar, can be master of, and I have found the want of it myself, and seen the advantage of it in others, frequently.
Strona 194 - Fig' 2' part of a hill, within which there is a cavity BB ; and from this cavity a vein or channel running in the direction BCDE The rain that falls upon the side of the hill will sink and strain through the small pores and crannies G, G, G, G, and fill the cavity with water K. When the water rises to the level HHC, the vein BCDE...
Strona 217 - When a warm heart has received strong impressions, they are not to be effaced. Emotions become sentiments; and the imagination renders even transient sensations permanent, by fondly retracing them. I cannot, without a thrill of delight, recollect views I have seen, which are not to be forgotten, — nor looks I have felt in every nerve which I shall never more meet. The grave has closed over a dear friend, the friend of my youth;* still she is present with me, and I hear her soft voice warbling as...
Strona 19 - Normandy, and are supposed to be the first of the Cistertian order that came into England. The manor of Arreton was given, by Baldwin, to the Abbot of Savigny, in order to establish this monastery. In 1132, its revenue amounted to £.134 per annum.
Strona 175 - O let me haunt this peaceful shade. Nor let Ambition e'er invade The tenants of this leafy bower, That shun her paths, and slight her power. Hither the peaceful halcyon flies From social meads and open skies, Pleas'd by this rill her course to steer.