The Roll-call of Westminster Abbey

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Página 292 - HARRY, whose tuneful and well-measured song First taught our English music how to span Words with just note and accent, not to scan With Midas' ears, committing short and long, Thy worth and skill exempts thee from the throng, With praise enough for Envy to look wan : To after age thou shalt be writ the man That with smooth air couldst humour best our tongue. Thou honour'st verse, and verse must lend her wing To honour thee, the priest of Phoebus' quire, That tun'st their happiest lines in hymn or...
Página 328 - It was not in the battle ; No tempest gave the shock ; She sprang no fatal leak ; She ran upon no rock. His sword was in its sheath ; His fingers held the pen, When Kempenfelt went clown With twice four hundred men.
Página 98 - ... whether I speak, keep silence, sit, stand, or go, eat, drink, be merry or sad, be sewing, playing, dancing, or doing anything else, I must do it, as it were, in such weight, measure, and number, even so perfectly, as God made the world, or else I am so sharply taunted, so cruelly threatened — yea, presently sometimes, with pinches, nips and bobs, and other ways, which I will not name for the honour I bear them, so without measure misordered — that I think myself in hell, till time come that...
Página 192 - Shovel's monument has very often given me great offence; instead of the brave rough English admiral, which was the distinguishing character of that plain gallant man, he is represented on his tomb by the figure of a beau, dressed in a long periwig, and reposing himself upon velvet cushions under a canopy of state.
Página 332 - Had you but seen these roads before they were made, You would hold up your hands, and bless General Wade.
Página 396 - WARRIOR of God, man's friend, not laid below, But somewhere dead far in the waste Soudan, Thou livest in all hearts, for all men know This earth has borne no simpler, nobler man.
Página 307 - Statesman, yet friend to truth ; of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear ; Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who ga'in'd no title, and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, And prais'd, unenvied, by the Muse he lov'd.
Página 288 - I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Página 98 - I am in presence either of father or mother, whether I speak, keep silence, sit, stand, or go, eat, drink, be merry, or sad, be sewing, playing, dancing, or doing...
Página 260 - No, let a charming Chintz, and Brussels lace "Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face: " One would not, sure, be frightful when one's dead — " And— Betty— give this Cheek a little Red».

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