The Bromley Record and Monthly Advertiser, Volum 1,Edició 48

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Pàgina 271 - I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet...
Pàgina 116 - 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.
Pàgina 270 - These are the masters who instruct us without rods and ferules, without hard words and anger, without clothes or money. If you approach them, they are not asleep ; if investigating you interrogate them, they conceal nothing ; if you mistake them, they never grumble ; if you are ignorant, they cannot laugh at you.
Pàgina 100 - On Christmas eve the bells were rung; On Christmas eve the mass was sung ; That only night, in all the year, Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear.
Pàgina 124 - Thus with the year Seasons return; but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of ev'n or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine...
Pàgina 116 - 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, creep to death.
Pàgina 61 - His eloquence was of every kind, and he excelled in the argumentative, as well as in the declamatory way. But his invectives were terrible, and uttered with such energy of diction and...
Pàgina 100 - On Christmas eve the mass was sung ; That only night in all the year Saw the stoled priest the chalice rear. The damsel donned her kirtle sheen ; The hall was dressed with holly green ; Forth to the wood did merry men go, To gather in the mistletoe.
Pàgina 247 - English, for in France was I never, and was born and learned mine English in Kent in the Weald where, I doubt not, is spoken as broad and rude English as in any place of England...
Pàgina 28 - Moreover, the number and hardness of the rules called the Pie, and the manifold changings of the service, was the cause, that to turn the book only was so hard and intricate a matter, that many times there was more business to find out what should be read, than to read it when it was found out.

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