The Seven Ages of Woman: And Other PoemsHurst, Chance, 1827 - 152 pàgines |
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7 AGES OF WOMAN & OTHER POEMS Agnes 1796-1874 Strickland,Kohler Collection of British Poetry Previsualització no disponible - 2016 |
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Pàgina 149 - It was then observed, that at such time as the King's Body was brought out from St. George's Hall, the sky was serene and clear ; but presently it began to snow, and the snow fell so fast, that by that time the corpse came to the West end of the Royal chapel, the black velvet pall was all white (the colour of innocency), being thick covered over with snow.
Pàgina 148 - The king's body was tten brought from his bedchamber down into St. George's Hall, whence, after a little stay, it was with a slow and solemn pace (much sorrow in most faces being then discernible) carried by gentlemen of quality in mourning. The noblemen in mourning also held up the pall, and the governor, with several gentlemen, officers and attendants, came after.
Pàgina 151 - ... it returned with great violence. The people ran from their houses in terror and confusion ; he heard a cry of Miserere rise from all parts of the city...
Pàgina 136 - To see its morn of being dawn so bright. Again I saw it, when the withering blight Of pale disease had fallen, moaning lie On that sad mother's breast — stern Death was nigh, And Life's young wings were fluttering for their flight.
Pàgina 148 - ... and the choir; and one of the Lords beating gently upon the pavement with his staff, perceived a hollow sound ; and thereupon ordering the stones and earth to be removed, they discovered a descent into a vault, where two coffins were laid near one another, the one very large, of an antique form, and the other little. These they supposed to be the bodies of King Henry VIII. and Queen Jane Seymour his third wife, as indeed they were.
Pàgina 151 - Rom*. was not confined to his native island ; it passed into the provinces, and spread all over Italy. Curiosity was eager to behold the heroic chieftain, who, for such a length of time, made head against a great and powerful empire. Even at Rome the name of Caractacus was in high celebrity. The emperor, willing to magnify the glory of the conquest, bestowed the highest praise on the valour of the vanquished king. He assembled the people to behold a spectacle worthy of their view. In the field before...
Pàgina 69 - Their fragrance, till day From thy bright eye is failing And fading away. Then seeking some blossom Which looks to the west, Thou dost find in its bosom Sweet shelter and rest. And there dost betake thee, Till darkness is o'er, And the sunbeams awake thee To pleasure once more.
Pàgina 149 - Lauzune, so famous for his own misfortunes, and by a few attendants, went privately from Whitehall. She crossed the Thames in an open boat in a dark night, in a heavy rain, in a high wind, when the river was much swoln, and at the coldest period of the year.
Pàgina 147 - Whitchcot, the Committee's order for permitting Mr. Herbert and Mr. Mildmay to bury him, the late King, in any place within Windsor Castle, that they should think fit and meet. In the first place, in order thereunto, they carried the King's Body into the Dean's house, which was hung with black, and after to his usual bedchamber within the palace. After which they went to St. George's Chapel to take a view thereof, and of the most fit and honourable place for the Royal Corpse to rest in. Having taken...
Pàgina 68 - THOU hast burst from thy prison, Bright child of the air, Like a spirit just risen From its mansion of care. Thou art joyously winging Thy first ardent flight, Where the gay lark is singing Her notes of delight. Where the sunbeams are throwing Their glories on thine, Till thy colours are glowing With tints more divine.