A collection of epitaphs and monumental inscriptions, المجلد 1Lackington, Allen and Company, 1806 |
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الصفحة xiv
... truth . No man ought to be commended for virtues which he never possessed , but whoever is curious to know his faults must inquire after them in other places ; the monuments of the dead are not in- tended to perpetuate the memory of ...
... truth . No man ought to be commended for virtues which he never possessed , but whoever is curious to know his faults must inquire after them in other places ; the monuments of the dead are not in- tended to perpetuate the memory of ...
الصفحة 9
... Truth inspires the song ; Envy grow pale and bite the ground , And Slander gnaw her forky tongue . Night and the Grave remove your gloom , Darkness becomes the vulgar dead ; But Glory bids the royal tomb Disdain the horrors of a shade ...
... Truth inspires the song ; Envy grow pale and bite the ground , And Slander gnaw her forky tongue . Night and the Grave remove your gloom , Darkness becomes the vulgar dead ; But Glory bids the royal tomb Disdain the horrors of a shade ...
الصفحة 11
... truth and goodness sanctify the place : Yet blameless virtue that adorn'd thy bloom , Lamented maid ! now weeps upon thy tomb , O'scap'd from life , O safe on that calm shore , Where sin , and pain , and passion are no more ! What never ...
... truth and goodness sanctify the place : Yet blameless virtue that adorn'd thy bloom , Lamented maid ! now weeps upon thy tomb , O'scap'd from life , O safe on that calm shore , Where sin , and pain , and passion are no more ! What never ...
الصفحة 27
... truths impart , Nor here am plac'd , but to direct the heart . Survey me well , ye fair ones , and believe The grave may terrify , but can't deceive . On beauty's fragile state no more depend , Here youth and beauty , age and sorrow end ...
... truths impart , Nor here am plac'd , but to direct the heart . Survey me well , ye fair ones , and believe The grave may terrify , but can't deceive . On beauty's fragile state no more depend , Here youth and beauty , age and sorrow end ...
الصفحة 35
... truth comes from my tongue . And , if ye should see me this day , I do not think , but ye would say , That I had never been a man , So much altered now I am . For God's sake pray to the heavenly King , That he my soul to heaven would ...
... truth comes from my tongue . And , if ye should see me this day , I do not think , but ye would say , That I had never been a man , So much altered now I am . For God's sake pray to the heavenly King , That he my soul to heaven would ...
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
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
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.