Select and Remarkable Epitaphs on Illustrious and Other Persons, in Several Parts of Europe: With Translations of Such as are in Latin and Foreign Languages, and Compendious Accounts of the Deceased, Their Lives and Works, Том 1T. Osborne, and J. Shipton, in Gray's Inn., 1757 - 288 страница |
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... Earth , roll in Sea , fly in Air , To Fate we muft yield , and the thing is the fame ; And if paffing thou giv❜st him a Smile or a Tear , He cares not - yet pr'ythee be kind to his Fame . Tiddefwall , Derbyshire . Under this Stone as ...
... Earth , roll in Sea , fly in Air , To Fate we muft yield , and the thing is the fame ; And if paffing thou giv❜st him a Smile or a Tear , He cares not - yet pr'ythee be kind to his Fame . Tiddefwall , Derbyshire . Under this Stone as ...
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... Earth , And Death to me is Gaine , Because I truft thro ' him alone Salvation to obtaine . So brittle is the State of Man , So foon it doth decay , So all the Glorie of this World Muft pafs and fade away . This Robert Purfglove ...
... Earth , And Death to me is Gaine , Because I truft thro ' him alone Salvation to obtaine . So brittle is the State of Man , So foon it doth decay , So all the Glorie of this World Muft pafs and fade away . This Robert Purfglove ...
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... Earth , Rife from the fruitful Soil a brighter Birth . With Blood , God's Covenant with Man was made ; With Blood , the Patriarchs his Wrath allay'd ; With Blood , the First - born fcap'd the gen'ral Doom ; Blood ftain'd the Land which ...
... Earth , Rife from the fruitful Soil a brighter Birth . With Blood , God's Covenant with Man was made ; With Blood , the Patriarchs his Wrath allay'd ; With Blood , the First - born fcap'd the gen'ral Doom ; Blood ftain'd the Land which ...
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... Earth Death's Force did once diffever , Heaven yet , I truft , fhall joyne us all together . O Lambe of God , which Sinne didft take away , And as a Lambe was offered up for Sinne ; Where I ( poor Lambe ) went from thy Flock aftray ...
... Earth Death's Force did once diffever , Heaven yet , I truft , fhall joyne us all together . O Lambe of God , which Sinne didft take away , And as a Lambe was offered up for Sinne ; Where I ( poor Lambe ) went from thy Flock aftray ...
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... Earth be pleas'd , when it's rid of a Knave ; Then all are pleas'd , for Colman's in his Grave . Westminster Abbey . Thomas Parr , of the County of Salop , born in Anno 1483. He lived in the Reigns of ten Princes ; viz . Edward IV ...
... Earth be pleas'd , when it's rid of a Knave ; Then all are pleas'd , for Colman's in his Grave . Westminster Abbey . Thomas Parr , of the County of Salop , born in Anno 1483. He lived in the Reigns of ten Princes ; viz . Edward IV ...
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Страница 278 - Here rests his head upon the lap of earth A youth, to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair science frown'd not on his humble birth, And melancholy mark'd him for her own. Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere...
Страница 266 - Content with science in the vale of peace. Calmly he look'd on either life ; and here Saw nothing to regret, or there to fear ; From Nature's temperate feast rose satisfied, Thank'd Heaven that he had liv'd, and that he died.
Страница 148 - ... 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.
Страница 180 - 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.
Страница 97 - 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.
Страница 272 - 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 given, Pays the last tribute of a saint to Heaven.
Страница 173 - Muses' pride, Patron of arts, and judge of nature, died. The scourge of pride, though sanctified or great, Of fops in learning, and of knaves in state : Yet soft his nature, though severe his lay, His anger moral, and his wisdom gay.
Страница 112 - 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...
Страница 3 - Then take Mat's word for it, the sculptor is paid ; That the figure is fine, pray believe your own eye ; Yet credit but lightly what more may be said, For we flatter ourselves, and teach marble to lie.
Страница 33 - Sincere, though prudent; constant, yet resign'd; Honour unchang'd, a principle profest, Fix'd to one side, but moderate to the rest: An honest courtier, yet a patriot too, 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.