Lancashire Illustrated

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H. Fisher, R. Fisher, and P. Jackson, 1832 - 112 páginas
 

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Página 65 - The moon on the east oriel shone, Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined ; Thou would'st have thought some fairy's hand 'Twixt poplars straight the ozier wand, In many a freakish knot had twined ; Then framed a spell, when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
Página 66 - She would not leave the place ; she wandered about, forlorn and amazed. She would not quit her horse, and get into the cart with them. They determined, after much time wasted, to turn back, and give themselves up to the guidance of their horses. The old woman was soon washed off and perished. The poor girls clung close to their cart, and the horse, sometimes wading, and sometimes swimming, brought them back to land alive, but senseless with terror and distress, and unable for many days to give any...
Página 38 - Tall and erect, with tempting clusters hung, A virgin scene! - A little while I stood, Breathing with such suppression of the heart As joy delights in; and, with wise restraint Voluptuous, fearless of a rival...
Página 84 - It does not appear that his patron paid any attention to his early education, and his father had no higher ambition than to make him acquainted with writing and arithmetic. Through an obstinacy of temper, which in some minds is the forerunner of genius, Roscoe could not be prevailed upon to submit to the drudgery of scholastic discipline ; and, consequently, did not properly avail himself even of the small advantages of education which his parents were able to afford him. It was, however, his merit...
Página 79 - He was high sheriff of this county 1635, discharging the place with great honour, insomuch that very good gentlemen of birth and estate did wear his cloth at the assize, to testify their unfeigned affection to him...
Página 66 - They staid a little while for him but in vain. They called aloud, but no reply ; at last the young women pressed their mother to think where they were, and go on. She would not leave the place ; she wandered about, forlorn and amazed.
Página 88 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude Forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Página 84 - A Scriptural Refutation of a Pamphlet lately published by the Rev. Raymond Harris ; " and shortly afterwards his principal poem,
Página 50 - JOHN held his high festival in the Castle of Ashby. This was not the same building of which the stately ruins still interest the traveller, and which was erected at a later period by the Lord Hastings...

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