The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastime, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times...Hunt and Clarke, 1826 |
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... lord chancellor , decreed in favour of a Mrs. Croaker against the lord Arundel . On the following new year's day , in token of her gratitude , she presented sir Thomas with a pair of gloves , containing forty angels . " It would be ...
... lord chancellor , decreed in favour of a Mrs. Croaker against the lord Arundel . On the following new year's day , in token of her gratitude , she presented sir Thomas with a pair of gloves , containing forty angels . " It would be ...
Side 75
... lord- ships please , may be examined to all those facts which are now laid to my charge . Court . - Call Mr. Malt . Malt appears . Court . Mr. Malt , you have ( as you have been in court ) heard the indictment that is laid against your ...
... lord- ships please , may be examined to all those facts which are now laid to my charge . Court . - Call Mr. Malt . Malt appears . Court . Mr. Malt , you have ( as you have been in court ) heard the indictment that is laid against your ...
Side 145
... lord of the manor of Wakefield , a part of the duchy of Lancaster . If a felon were taken within the liberty of the forest with cloth , or other commodity , of the value of thirteen - pence halfpenny , he was , after three market - days ...
... lord of the manor of Wakefield , a part of the duchy of Lancaster . If a felon were taken within the liberty of the forest with cloth , or other commodity , of the value of thirteen - pence halfpenny , he was , after three market - days ...
Side 149
... lord Lovat in 1747 : he approved the notion- " My neck is very short , " he said , " and the executioner will be puzzled to find it out with his axe : if they make the machine , I suppose they will call it lord Lovat's maiden . " Randle ...
... lord Lovat in 1747 : he approved the notion- " My neck is very short , " he said , " and the executioner will be puzzled to find it out with his axe : if they make the machine , I suppose they will call it lord Lovat's maiden . " Randle ...
Side 155
... lord chancellor in Lincoln's - inn - hall , and proceed with him in their respective carriages to Westminster - hall . Being ar- rived at the hall door in Palace - yard , and having alighted with their officers and train bearers , they ...
... lord chancellor in Lincoln's - inn - hall , and proceed with him in their respective carriages to Westminster - hall . Being ar- rived at the hall door in Palace - yard , and having alighted with their officers and train bearers , they ...
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Side 539 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth and youth and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Side 807 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Side 653 - Through the high wood echoing shrill. Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state...
Side 805 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Side 621 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Side 1215 - Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now ; still, he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow understanding that it was the pig that smelt so, and the pig that tasted so delicious...
Side 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...
Side 607 - As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight, The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Side 959 - But none ever trembled and panted with bliss In the garden, the field, or the wilderness, Like a doe in the noontide with love's sweet want, As the companionless Sensitive Plant.
Side 489 - My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea ; But, before I go, Tom Moore, Here's a double health to thee ! Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs...