Select epitaphs, collected by W. Toldervy. 2 vols. [in 1].W. Owen, 1755 |
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... Eyes of the moft “ Beautiful , they see and acknowledge their ❝own Deformity and Rottennefs . “ eloquent , just , and mighty Death ! whom " none could advise , thou haft perfuaded : " what none hath prefumed , thou haft done “ and ...
... Eyes of the moft “ Beautiful , they see and acknowledge their ❝own Deformity and Rottennefs . “ eloquent , just , and mighty Death ! whom " none could advise , thou haft perfuaded : " what none hath prefumed , thou haft done “ and ...
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... Eyes ! That lovely Form , whofe Smiles inflam'd Defire , Here , Food for Worms , can no foft Woes infpire . - B.6 Thou , Thou , Paffenger ! whofe Eyes this Marble view , EPITAPHS . II.
... Eyes ! That lovely Form , whofe Smiles inflam'd Defire , Here , Food for Worms , can no foft Woes infpire . - B.6 Thou , Thou , Paffenger ! whofe Eyes this Marble view , EPITAPHS . II.
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Select epitaphs, William Toldervy. Thou , Paffenger ! whofe Eyes this Marble view , - Learn to be Wife ; nor fleeting Hopes pursue : Life is an Evening Breeze ; a murm'ring Breath` ; That blows , ' till Sun - fet , then grows calm in ...
Select epitaphs, William Toldervy. Thou , Paffenger ! whofe Eyes this Marble view , - Learn to be Wife ; nor fleeting Hopes pursue : Life is an Evening Breeze ; a murm'ring Breath` ; That blows , ' till Sun - fet , then grows calm in ...
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... then , no rude Hand remove her : All the Gazers on the Skies Read not in faire Heaven's Storie , E xpreffer Truth , or truer Glorie , Than they might in her bright Eyes . D 2 R are R are , as Wonder , was her Wit , EPITAPH S. 51.
... then , no rude Hand remove her : All the Gazers on the Skies Read not in faire Heaven's Storie , E xpreffer Truth , or truer Glorie , Than they might in her bright Eyes . D 2 R are R are , as Wonder , was her Wit , EPITAPH S. 51.
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... Eyes we praise , in some the Hair ,, In her the Lips , in her the Cheeks are fair ; That Nymphs fine Feet , her Hands we beauteous call ; But in this Form we praise no Part , but all . The Ages paft have many Beauties shown , And I more ...
... Eyes we praise , in some the Hair ,, In her the Lips , in her the Cheeks are fair ; That Nymphs fine Feet , her Hands we beauteous call ; But in this Form we praise no Part , but all . The Ages paft have many Beauties shown , And I more ...
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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
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الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 15 - But only to refresh the former hint, And read her Maker in a fairer print: So pious, as...
الصفحة 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...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 137 - And fraught with graces all his own: In various kinds of poetry Superior to many, Inferior to none, His works continue to...
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.
الصفحة 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.