London Society, Volume 61

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William Clowes and Sons, 1892
 

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Page 595 - What things have we seen Done at the Mermaid! Heard words that have been So nimble and so full of subtle flame As if that every one from whence they came Had meant to put his whole wit in a jest, And had resolved to live a fool the rest Of his dull life.
Page 301 - COME, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of harvest-home ! All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin : God, our Maker, doth provide For our wants to be supplied : Come to God's own temple, come, Raise the song of harvest-home...
Page 594 - IF all the world and love were young, And truth in every shepherd's tongue, These pretty pleasures might me move To live with thee and be thy love.
Page 591 - was a yeoman and had no lands of his own, only he had a farm of three or four pound by year at the uttermost, and hereupon he tilled so much as kept half a dozen men. He had walk for a hundred sheep, and my mother milked thirty kine.
Page 598 - he is a middle.sized, spare man, about forty years old, of a brown complexion, and dark-brown coloured hair, but wears a wig ; a hooked nose, a sharp chin, grey eyes, and a large mole near his mouth...
Page 591 - He married my sisters with five pound, or twenty nobles apiece, so that he brought them up in godliness and fear of God. He kept hospitality for his poor neighbours, and some alms he gave to the poor. And all this he did of the said farm, where he that now hath it payeth sixteen pound by year or more, and is not able to do anything for his prince, for himself, nor for his children, or give a cup of drink to the poor.
Page 589 - Whilst this hard truth I teach, methinks, I see The monster London laugh at me ; I should at thee too, foolish city ! If it were fit to laugh at misery; But thy estate I pity.
Page 591 - He had walk for a hundred sheep; and my mother milked thirty kine. He was able, and did find the king a harness, with himself and his horse, while he came to the place that he should receive the king's wages. I can remember that I buckled his harness when he went unto Blackheath field.
Page 35 - Gibber was over head and ears in love with Miss Chudleigh. Her admirers (such was his happiness !) were not jealous of him ; but, pleased with that wit in him which they had not, were always for calling him to her. She said pretty things — for she was Miss Chudleigh. He said pretty things — for he was Mr.
Page 425 - Thou shalt not make to thyself any graven image, nor the likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or in the earth beneath, or in the water under the earth. Thou shalt not bow down to them, nor worship them...

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