The Beauties of England and Wales, or, Delineations, topographical, historical, and descriptive, of each county, Tom 6

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Strona 509 - But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who taught that heav'n-directed spire to rise ? " The Man of Ross" — each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The man of Ross...
Strona 509 - Ross," each lisping babe replies. Behold the market-place with poor o'erspread ! The Man of Ross divides the weekly bread : He feeds yon alms-house, neat, but void of state, Where Age and Want sit smiling at the gate ; Him portion'd maids, apprentic'd orphans blest, The young who labour, and the old who rest. Is any sick ? the Man of Ross relieves, Prescribes, attends, the medicine makes, and gives.
Strona 294 - Insatiate archer ! could not one suffice ? Thy shaft flew thrice ; and thrice my peace was slain ; And thrice, ere thrice yon moon had fill'd her horn.
Strona 386 - Forgive, blest shade, the tributary tear, That mourns thy exit from a world like this ; Forgive the wish that would have kept thee here, And stayed thy progress to the seats of bliss • No more confined to grov'ling scenes of night, No more a tenant pent in mortal clay, Now should we rather hail thy glorious flight, And trace thy journey to the realms of day.
Strona 509 - Or in proud falls magnificently lost, But clear and artless, pouring through the plain Health to the sick, and solace to the swain. Whose causeway parts the vale with shady rows ? Whose seats the weary traveller repose ? Who tanght that heaven-directed spire to rise ?
Strona 92 - ARTHUR'S ROUND TABLE AT WINCHESTER [I77/J Where Venta's " Norman castle still uprears Its rafter'd hall, that o'er the grassy foss, And scatter'd flinty fragments clad in moss, On yonder steep in naked state appears; High-hung remains, the pride of warlike years, Old Arthur's board: on the capacious round Some British pen has sketch'd the names renown'd, In marks obscure, of his immortal peers.
Strona 157 - Proud Nimrod first the bloody chase began, A mighty hunter, and his prey was man: Our haughty Norman ' boasts that barb'rous name, And makes his trembling slaves the royal game. The fields are ravish'd from th...
Strona 177 - King William II., surnamed Rufus, being slain, as before related, was laid in a cart belonging to one Purkess, and drawn from hence to Winchester, and buried in the cathedral church of that city.
Strona 157 - The fields are ravish'd from th' industrious swains, From men their cities, and from gods their fanes ; The levell'd towns with weeds lie cover'd o'er ; The hollow winds through naked temples roar : Round broken columns clasping ivy twin'd ; O'er heaps of ruin stalk'd the stately hind ; The fox obscene to gaping tombs retires, And savage bowlings fill the sacred quires. Aw'd by his nobles, by his commons curst, Th...
Strona 557 - In changing hardiment with great Glendower : Three times they breathed and three times did they drink, Upon agreement, of swift Severn's flood...

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