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... death he represented the Wigtown Burghs . George Augustus Selwyn had been returned for the latter at the general election , but he preferred to repre- sent the city of Gloucester , and Townsend is said to have been the first Englishman ...
... death he represented the Wigtown Burghs . George Augustus Selwyn had been returned for the latter at the general election , but he preferred to repre- sent the city of Gloucester , and Townsend is said to have been the first Englishman ...
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... death of the owner of that estate . Townsend during his lifetime divided the Manor of Walpole in Norfolk , 3,000 acres in all , into small holdings , and built houses for his tenants . After his death the greater part of the property at ...
... death of the owner of that estate . Townsend during his lifetime divided the Manor of Walpole in Norfolk , 3,000 acres in all , into small holdings , and built houses for his tenants . After his death the greater part of the property at ...
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... deaths of her daughter , son - in - law , husband , and brother - in - law , but within a fortnight , and on the very day ... death of her husband ( beheaded February 23rd , 1553/4 ) .... afterwards enjoyed much tranquillity and domestic ...
... deaths of her daughter , son - in - law , husband , and brother - in - law , but within a fortnight , and on the very day ... death of her husband ( beheaded February 23rd , 1553/4 ) .... afterwards enjoyed much tranquillity and domestic ...
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... death , penetrating the warm flesh with his sharp teeth , and , like a vampire , sucking out the life - blood . There was a scream of terror and anguish , and then the damsel jumped up At first the motion was began to dance . slow and ...
... death , penetrating the warm flesh with his sharp teeth , and , like a vampire , sucking out the life - blood . There was a scream of terror and anguish , and then the damsel jumped up At first the motion was began to dance . slow and ...
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... death is not recorded , but his widow died in 1622 , aged 74 , and it is unlikely that there would be any very marked difference between the ages of husband and wife . It is impossible , therefore , to fix the Fleetwood - Kingsley ...
... death is not recorded , but his widow died in 1622 , aged 74 , and it is unlikely that there would be any very marked difference between the ages of husband and wife . It is impossible , therefore , to fix the Fleetwood - Kingsley ...
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Page 33 - twould a saint provoke," (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke ;} " 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.
Page 327 - MY heart has thanked thee, Bowles ! for those soft strains Whose sadness soothes me, like the murmuring Of wild-bees in the sunny showers of spring ! For hence not callous to the mourner's pains Through Youth's gay prime and thornless paths I went: And when the mightier throes of mind began, And drove me forth, a...
Page 335 - Man's life is like a winter's day, Some only breakfast, and away ; Others to dinner stay, and are full fed : The oldest man but sups, and goes to bed. Large is his debt who lingers out the day, Who goes the soonest has the least to pay.
Page 78 - My whole nature was so penetrated with the grief and humiliation of such considerations, that even now, famous and caressed and happy, I often forget in my dreams that I have a dear wife and children; even that I am a man: and wander desolately back to that time of my life.
Page 64 - I shall pass through this world but once. Any good thing therefore that I can do, or any kindness that I can show to any human being, let me do it now. Let me not defer it or neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.
Page 78 - The deep remembrance of the sense I had, of being utterly without hope now; of the shame I felt in my position; of the misery it was to my young heart to believe that day by day what I had learned, and thought, and delighted in, and raised my fancy and my emulation up by, would pass away from me, little by little, never to be brought back any more; cannot be written.
Page 262 - Mizpah ; for he said, The LORD watch between me and thee, when we are absent one from another.
Page 378 - I emphatically direct that I be buried in an inexpensive, unostentatious, and strictly private manner; that no public announcement be made of the time or place of my burial; that at the utmost not more than three plain mourning coaches be employed; and that those who attend my funeral wear no scarf, cloak, black bow, long hat-band, or other such revolting absurdity. I DIRECT that my name be inscribed in plain English letters on my tomb, without the addition of
Page 140 - Time but the impression stronger makes, As streams their channels deeper wear. " My Mary, dear departed shade ! Where is thy place of blissful rest ? See'st thou thy lover lowly laid ? Hear'st thou the groans that rend his breast ?
Page 125 - The East bow'd low before the blast In patient, deep disdain; She let the legions thunder past, And 'plunged in thought again.