The Every Day Book, Or, A Guide to the Year: Describing the Popular Amusements Sports, Ceremonies, Manners Customs & Events Incident to the Three Hundred & Sixty-five Days, in Past & Present Times, المجلد 1W. Tegg, 1826 |
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... saint to whom each day is dedicated in the Roman catholic calen- dars , the names of saints will be given day by day , as they stand under each day in the last edition of their " Lives , " by the Rev. Alban Butler , in 12 vols . 8vo ...
... saint to whom each day is dedicated in the Roman catholic calen- dars , the names of saints will be given day by day , as they stand under each day in the last edition of their " Lives , " by the Rev. Alban Butler , in 12 vols . 8vo ...
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... saint , and called the dead pagan to go with them ; but the body under the saint said he could not , because a pilgrim lay upon him , so that he could not move ; then Macarius , no- thing afraid , beat the body with his fist , and told ...
... saint , and called the dead pagan to go with them ; but the body under the saint said he could not , because a pilgrim lay upon him , so that he could not move ; then Macarius , no- thing afraid , beat the body with his fist , and told ...
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... saint could see the devil , and were greatly edified . It was to be expected that a saint or such miraculous powers in her lifetime should possess them after her death , and accordingly the reputation of her relics is very high ...
... saint could see the devil , and were greatly edified . It was to be expected that a saint or such miraculous powers in her lifetime should possess them after her death , and accordingly the reputation of her relics is very high ...
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... saint's clothes , and that " the incisions of the physician , to cut the cord out of his body , were attended with such anguish and pain , that he lay for some time as dead . " After this he determined to pass the whole forty days of ...
... saint's clothes , and that " the incisions of the physician , to cut the cord out of his body , were attended with such anguish and pain , that he lay for some time as dead . " After this he determined to pass the whole forty days of ...
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... saint of that name mentioned yesterday . St. Gudula to have died about 712. She suffered the Is the patroness of Brussels , and is said misfortune of having her candle blown out , and possessed the miraculous power of praying it a ...
... saint of that name mentioned yesterday . St. Gudula to have died about 712. She suffered the Is the patroness of Brussels , and is said misfortune of having her candle blown out , and possessed the miraculous power of praying it a ...
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الصفحة 360 - THE glories of our blood and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against Fate; Death lays his icy hand on kings: Sceptre and Crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale captives,...
الصفحة 360 - The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds; Upon Death's purple altar now See, where the victor-victim bleeds: Your heads must come To the cold tomb; Only the actions of the just Smell sweet, and blossom in their dust.
الصفحة 401 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, — alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
الصفحة 69 - Full on this casement shone the wintry moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for heaven's grace and boon ; Rose-bloom fell on her hands, together prest, And on her silver cross soft amethyst, And on her hair a glory, like a saint : She seem'da splendid angel, newly drest, Save wings, for heaven : Porphyro grew faint : She knelt, so pure a thing, so free from mortal taint.
الصفحة 401 - Ah ! then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress, And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness: And there were sudden partings, such as press The life from out young hearts; and choking sighs. Which ne'er might be repeated...
الصفحة 530 - What's Montague ? it is nor hand, nor foot, Nor arm, nor face, nor any other part Belonging to a man. O, be some other name ! What's in a name...
الصفحة 271 - Which the great lord inhabits not; and so This grove is wild with tangling underwood, And the trim walks are broken up, and grass, Thin grass and king-cups grow within the paths. But never elsewhere in one place I knew So many nightingales; and far and near, In wood and thicket, over the wide grove, They answer and provoke each other's songs, With skirmish and capricious passagings, And murmurs musical and swift jug jug, And one low piping sound more sweet than all...
الصفحة 69 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
الصفحة 327 - Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good morrow, Through the sweet-brier, or the vine, -Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock, with lively din, Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before.
الصفحة 401 - And there was mounting in hot haste: the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war...