The Every Day Book, Or, A Guide to the Year: Describing the Popular Amusements Sports, Ceremonies, Manners Customs & Events Incident to the Three Hundred & Sixty-five Days, in Past & Present Times, Volume 1W. Tegg, 1826 |
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... books . " A good be- ginning makes a good ending . " Let every man open an account to himself ; and to begin the new year that he may expect to say at its termination - it has been a good year . In the hilarity of ... BOOK . - JANUARY 1 .
... books . " A good be- ginning makes a good ending . " Let every man open an account to himself ; and to begin the new year that he may expect to say at its termination - it has been a good year . In the hilarity of ... BOOK . - JANUARY 1 .
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... great pomp in 1010 , a history of which solem- nity is written by St. Gerard , who com- posed an office in St. Adalard's honour , be cause through his intercession he had been cured of a 11 THE EVERY - DAY BOOK . - JANUARY 2 .
... great pomp in 1010 , a history of which solem- nity is written by St. Gerard , who com- posed an office in St. Adalard's honour , be cause through his intercession he had been cured of a 11 THE EVERY - DAY BOOK . - JANUARY 2 .
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... Book there are some seasonable facts which may be transplanted with advantage to the reader , and , it is hoped , without disadvantage to the writer of the articles . He says that a man is infinitely mistaken , who thinks there is ...
... Book there are some seasonable facts which may be transplanted with advantage to the reader , and , it is hoped , without disadvantage to the writer of the articles . He says that a man is infinitely mistaken , who thinks there is ...
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... book hath been so much my pleasure , and bringeth daily to me more pleasure and more , that in respect of it , all other pleasures in very deed , be but trifles and troubles unto me . " " Surely this innocent creature's confes- sion ...
... book hath been so much my pleasure , and bringeth daily to me more pleasure and more , that in respect of it , all other pleasures in very deed , be but trifles and troubles unto me . " " Surely this innocent creature's confes- sion ...
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... proceeding from his body ; that the birds cried so , much , that both men and beasts cried ; that an angel came down in a cloud ; that the patriarch of Antioch taking Simeon's beard to put among 19 THE EVERY - DAY BOOK . - JANUARY 5 .
... proceeding from his body ; that the birds cried so , much , that both men and beasts cried ; that an angel came down in a cloud ; that the patriarch of Antioch taking Simeon's beard to put among 19 THE EVERY - DAY BOOK . - JANUARY 5 .
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Page 360 - 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. 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,...
Page 360 - 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: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust.
Page 401 - 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...
Page 69 - 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.
Page 401 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness: And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts; and choking sighs. Which ne'er might be repeated...
Page 530 - What's Montague ? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name ! What's in a name...
Page 271 - Which the great lord inhabits not; and so This grove is wild with tangling underwood, And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales; and far and near, In wood and thicket, over the wide grove, They answer and provoke each other's songs, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
Page 69 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
Page 327 - Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, -Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before.
Page 401 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...