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... Heav'n for Mercy's Sake ! That fatal Day be ever mark'd with Black , To murther Kings abbor'd for evermore ! Nor Britain ftain'd again with Royal Gore : . Let the Example perifh with the Blow , Accurs'd its Author , and its A & tor too ...
... Heav'n for Mercy's Sake ! That fatal Day be ever mark'd with Black , To murther Kings abbor'd for evermore ! Nor Britain ftain'd again with Royal Gore : . Let the Example perifh with the Blow , Accurs'd its Author , and its A & tor too ...
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... Heav'n , and Nature , feem'd tò strive Which own'd the Creature . Yeeres he numb'red fcarce Thirteene , When Fates turn'd cruel ; Yet Three full Zodiacks had he beene . The Stage's Jewel . And did act ( what now we moane ) Old Men fo ...
... Heav'n , and Nature , feem'd tò strive Which own'd the Creature . Yeeres he numb'red fcarce Thirteene , When Fates turn'd cruel ; Yet Three full Zodiacks had he beene . The Stage's Jewel . And did act ( what now we moane ) Old Men fo ...
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... Heav'n's Gifts , being Heav'n's Due ,, It makes the Father leffe to rue . At Sixe Months end , fhe parted hence , With fafetie of her Innocence ; Whofe Soule Heav'n's Queene , whofe Name fhe bears , Hath taken , from her Mother's Teares ...
... Heav'n's Gifts , being Heav'n's Due ,, It makes the Father leffe to rue . At Sixe Months end , fhe parted hence , With fafetie of her Innocence ; Whofe Soule Heav'n's Queene , whofe Name fhe bears , Hath taken , from her Mother's Teares ...
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... Heav'n , his hath : O happy State ! wherein We fad for him , may glory , and not finne . On the fame . By the fame . What two brave Perils of the private Sword Could not effect , nor all the Furies doe , That Self - divided Belgia did ...
... Heav'n , his hath : O happy State ! wherein We fad for him , may glory , and not finne . On the fame . By the fame . What two brave Perils of the private Sword Could not effect , nor all the Furies doe , That Self - divided Belgia did ...
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... Heav'n graunt like thine , Who wets thy Grave , can be no Friend of mine . On his First Sonne .. By Ben Johnson : Farewell ! thou Child of my Right - hand and Joy ; - My Sinne was too much Hope of thee , lov'd Boy . Seaven Yeeres th ...
... Heav'n graunt like thine , Who wets thy Grave , can be no Friend of mine . On his First Sonne .. By Ben Johnson : Farewell ! thou Child of my Right - hand and Joy ; - My Sinne was too much Hope of thee , lov'd Boy . Seaven Yeeres th ...
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ABRAHAM COWLEY Admiral alfo ANDREW MARVELL ANNE Anno Bath Ben Johnson beſt bleffed blefs'd Body Buckinghamshire Canterbury Cathedral Cathedral Cauſe Chriſtian Church Church of England conftant Converſation cou'd Country Daughter Death Defcended Defire died Duft Duke dy'd Earl EDWARD England Epitaph erected this Monument ev'ry excellent facred faid faithful fame fecond fhall fincere firft firſt flain France Friend fuch GEORGE Glory Grace Great-Britain hath Heav'n HENRY Hertfordshire himſelf Houſe Huſband Iffue illuftrious interred JAMES JOHN BALCHEN John Cleveland juft King CHARLES Knight Lady laft lamented laſt Learning lies lieth lived Lord lov'd Love Mafter Majefties married MARY Memory Mind moft moſt noble Perfon Piety pious Praiſe preferved Prince reft Reign RICHARD Right Honourable ſhall ſhe Sir JOHN Sir John Beaumont Soul thee thefe theſe thofe thoſe thou Thouſand Tomb Treaſure univerfal Virtue Viſcount Westminster-Abbey whofe whoſe Wife WILLIAM Wiſdom Worcester Cathedral
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 136 - Of manners gentle, of affections mild ; In wit, a man ; simplicity, a child ; With native humour temp'ring virtuous rage, Form'd to delight at once and lash the age ; Above temptation, in a low estate ; And uncorrupted...
Seite 80 - WHAT needs my Shakespeare, for his honour'd bones, The labour of an age in piled stones? Or that his hallow'd relics should be hid Under a star-ypointing pyramid? Dear son of memory, great heir of fame, What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name? Thou, in our wonder and astonishment, Hast built thyself a livelong monument.
Seite 127 - Just to his prince, and to his country true, Fill'd with the sense of age, the fire of youth, A scorn of wrangling, yet a zeal for truth; A generous faith, from superstition free; A love to peace, and hate of tyranny; Such this man was; who now, from earth remov'd, At length enjoys that liberty he lov'd.
Seite 15 - But only to refresh the former hint, And read her Maker in a fairer print: So pious, as...
Seite 173 - Her speech was the melodious voice of Love, Her song the warbling of the vernal grove ; Her eloquence was sweeter than her song, Soft as her heart, and as her reason strong...
Seite 157 - ... the partial world despised and disregarded his low and humble state, the equal eye of Providence beheld, and blessed it with a patriarch's health and length of days ; to teach mistaken man, these blessings were entailed on temperance, or, a life of labour and a mind at ease.
Seite 137 - And fraught with graces all his own: In various kinds of poetry Superior to many, Inferior to none, His works continue to...
Seite 53 - WEEP with me, all you that read This little story; And know, for whom a tear you shed Death's self is sorry. 'Twas a child that so did thrive In grace and feature, As Heaven and Nature seemed to strive Which owned the creature.
Seite 138 - Yet softer Honours, and less noisy Fame Attend the shade of gentle BUCKINGHAM: In whom a Race, for Courage fam'd and Art, Ends in the milder Merit of the Heart; And Chiefs or Sages long to Britain giv'n, Pays the last Tribute of a Saint to Heav'n.
Seite 140 - His Prince's nearest joy and grief, He had, yet wanted all relief; The prop and ruin of the state; The people's violent love and hate; «° One in extremes loved and abhorred. Riddles lie here, or in a word — Here lies blood; and let it lie Speechless still and never cry.