A collection of epitaphs and monumental inscriptions, Том 1Lackington, Allen and Company, 1806 |
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... pride or gratitude erected ; and the same passions which incited men to such laborious and expensive methods of preserving their own me- mory , or that of their benefactors , would doubtless incline them not to neglect any easier means ...
... pride or gratitude erected ; and the same passions which incited men to such laborious and expensive methods of preserving their own me- mory , or that of their benefactors , would doubtless incline them not to neglect any easier means ...
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... pride , And laid a prouder beggar by my side . Pleasure I courted , and obey'd my taste ; The banquet smil'd , and smil'd the gay repast : A loathsome carcase was my constant care , And worlds were ransack'd but for me to share . Go on ...
... pride , And laid a prouder beggar by my side . Pleasure I courted , and obey'd my taste ; The banquet smil'd , and smil'd the gay repast : A loathsome carcase was my constant care , And worlds were ransack'd but for me to share . Go on ...
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... pride ! His painful race undauntedly he ran , And on th ' eleventh winter dy'd a man . BY DEAN SWIFT . HERE lies a round woman , who thought mighty odd Ev'ry word that she heard in this church about God . To convince her of God the good ...
... pride ! His painful race undauntedly he ran , And on th ' eleventh winter dy'd a man . BY DEAN SWIFT . HERE lies a round woman , who thought mighty odd Ev'ry word that she heard in this church about God . To convince her of God the good ...
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... pride , To friendship wrong'd , a martyr , when he dy'd . * Oh blam'd yet mourn'd , despis'd yet honour'd shade , No more thy fame shall spread a chequer'd shade . Thy faults shall perish , all thy worth shall shine , For frailty's ...
... pride , To friendship wrong'd , a martyr , when he dy'd . * Oh blam'd yet mourn'd , despis'd yet honour'd shade , No more thy fame shall spread a chequer'd shade . Thy faults shall perish , all thy worth shall shine , For frailty's ...
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... pride from fate , Or add one patriot to a sinking state ; This weeping marble had not ask'd thy tear , Or sadly told how many hopes lie here ! The living virtue now had shone approv'd , The senate heard him , and his country lov'd . Yet ...
... pride from fate , Or add one patriot to a sinking state ; This weeping marble had not ask'd thy tear , Or sadly told how many hopes lie here ! The living virtue now had shone approv'd , The senate heard him , and his country lov'd . Yet ...
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Alessandro Albani BARROW UPON SOAR beauty Ben Jonson beneath blest bliss bloom born breath buried CANTERBURY CATHEDRAL CATHEDRAL charms Christopher Pitt church CHURCH-YARD dead dear death died doth dust dy'd e'er earth Edward Epictetus epitaph ev'ry eyes fair faith fame FARLAM fate genius grace grave grief hath heart heaven Henry honest honour husband inscription JOHN JOHN MILNE Jovianus Pontanus kill'd King LADY learned lies liv'd live London Lord lov'd lyes lyeth maid marble memory mind MONTGOMERYSHIRE monument mortal mourn Muse ne'er never night Norwich Nott o'er peace PETERBOROUGH CATHEDRAL pity poet poor praise pride Reader rest ROBERT DODSLEY sacred shew sigh sleeps sorrow soul stone sweet tear tender thee thine THOMAS THOMAS KNOLLES thou tomb truth twas virtue weep WESTMINSTER ABBEY wife WILLIAM wise worms wyff youth
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Страница 2 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tomb-stone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow...
Страница 24 - He gained from heaven ('twas all he wished) a friend. No farther seek his merits to disclose, Or draw his frailties from their dread abode, (There they alike in trembling hope repose) The bosom of his father and his God.
Страница 113 - But lately finding him so long at home, And thinking now his journey's end was come, And that he had ta'en up his latest inn, In the kind office of a...
Страница 168 - In vain to me the smiling mornings shine, And reddening Phoebus lifts his golden fire: The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas! for other notes repine; A different object do these eyes require; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Страница 22 - Here rests a woman, good without pretence, Blest with plain reason, and with sober sense ; No conquest she, but o'er herself desir'd ; No arts essay'd, but not to be admir'd.
Страница 25 - WOULD'ST thou hear what man can say In a little ? reader, stay. Underneath this stone doth lie As much beauty as could die : Which in life did harbour give To more virtue than doth live. If at all she had a fault. Leave it buried in this vault. One name was ELIZABETH, The other let it sleep with death : Fitter, where it died, to tell, Than that it lived at all. Farewell 1 SONG.
Страница 173 - This modest stone, what few vain marbles can, May truly say, Here lies an honest man : A Poet, blest beyond the Poet's fate, Whom Heaven kept sacred from the Proud and Great : Foe to loud praise, and friend to learned ease, 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...
Страница 26 - They seem'd just tallied for each other. Their moral and economy Most perfectly they made agree: Each virtue kept its proper bound, Nor trespass'd on the other's ground.
Страница 99 - Lord 1680, Was buried a true Englishman, Who in Berkshire was well known To love his country's freedom, 'bove his own, But living immured full twenty year, Had time to write, as does appear, HIS EPITAPH.
Страница 225 - EPITAPH ON CHARLES II. Here lies our Sovereign Lord the King, Whose word no man relies on, Who never said a foolish thing, Nor ever did a wise one.