A Picturesque Tour of the River Thames in Its Western Course: Including Particular Descriptions of Richmond, Windsor, and Hampton Court |
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... seat of his government , occasioned the return of Dr. Sloane to England , after an absence of about fifteen months ; which period he had most sedulously employed in collecting , from Jamaica and some of the Caribbee Islands , plants and ...
... seat of his government , occasioned the return of Dr. Sloane to England , after an absence of about fifteen months ; which period he had most sedulously employed in collecting , from Jamaica and some of the Caribbee Islands , plants and ...
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... seats between them . Along the ornamental waters we are led to an inclosure , where are a Roman temple and an obelisk ; and on its banks stands an exact model of the portico of St. Paul's Covent Garden , the work of Inigo Jones . The ...
... seats between them . Along the ornamental waters we are led to an inclosure , where are a Roman temple and an obelisk ; and on its banks stands an exact model of the portico of St. Paul's Covent Garden , the work of Inigo Jones . The ...
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... seat of the Duke of Devon- shire a little earthly paradise . The house , notwithstanding Lord Hervey's sarcasm , is a perfect gem , and a worthy monument of the genius and taste of the noble architect . Nowhere in the vicinity of London ...
... seat of the Duke of Devon- shire a little earthly paradise . The house , notwithstanding Lord Hervey's sarcasm , is a perfect gem , and a worthy monument of the genius and taste of the noble architect . Nowhere in the vicinity of London ...
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... seats of His Grace the Duke of Northumberland , between Brentford and Isleworth , is a beautiful object , beautifully situated . This noble mansion , in the form of a quadrangle , with square embattled turrets at the angles , was fitted ...
... seats of His Grace the Duke of Northumberland , between Brentford and Isleworth , is a beautiful object , beautifully situated . This noble mansion , in the form of a quadrangle , with square embattled turrets at the angles , was fitted ...
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... seat of the Duke of Marlborough , is in this parish . The Duchess of Kendal , mistress of George I. , resided here . After her death , the grounds were opened as a place of public amusement . The Duke of Shrewsbury , a conspicuous ...
... seat of the Duke of Marlborough , is in this parish . The Duchess of Kendal , mistress of George I. , resided here . After her death , the grounds were opened as a place of public amusement . The Duke of Shrewsbury , a conspicuous ...
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Page 269 - O could I flow like thee, and make thy stream My great example, as it is my theme! Though deep, yet clear, though gentle, yet not dull, Strong without rage, without o'er-flowing full.
Page 150 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair spoken, and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not ; But, to those men that sought him, sweet as summer...
Page 297 - That every man, with him, was God or devil. In squandering wealth was his peculiar art; Nothing went unrewarded, but desert. Beggar'd by fools, whom still he found too late ; He had his jest, and they had his estate.
Page 264 - Through the high wood echoing shrill : Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedgerow elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate Where the great Sun begins his state, Robed in flames and amber light, The clouds in thousand liveries dight...
Page 264 - To hear the lark begin his flight And singing startle the dull night From his watch-tower in the skies, Till the dappled dawn doth rise; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine...
Page 313 - The limits of their little reign, And unknown regions dare descry : Still as they run they look behind, They hear a voice in every wind, And snatch a fearful joy. Gay hope is theirs by fancy fed, Less pleasing when possest ; The tear forgot as soon as shed, The sunshine of the breast...
Page 263 - Alas! what boots it with incessant care To tend the homely slighted shepherd's trade, And strictly meditate the thankless Muse? Were it not better done as others use, To sport with Amaryllis in the shade, Or with the tangles of Neaera's hair?
Page 273 - Nor then destroys it with too fond a stay, Like mothers which their infants overlay. Nor with a sudden and impetuous wave, Like profuse kings, resumes the wealth he gave. No unexpected inundations spoil The mower's hopes...
Page 5 - Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty : This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning ; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill ; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep ! The river glideth at his own sweet will : Dear God ! the very houses seem asleep...
Page 87 - Remembrance oft shall haunt the shore When Thames in summer wreaths is drest, And oft suspend the dashing oar, To bid his gentle spirit rest.