A Collection of Epitaphs and Monumental Inscriptions, Ancient and Modern, with an Emblematical Frontispiece ... |
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... dear , A shrine that claims a tributary tear ; Silent that tongue admiring senates heard , Nerveless that arm opposing legions fear'd . Nor less , O Campbell ! thine the power to please , And give to grandeur all the grace of ease ...
... dear , A shrine that claims a tributary tear ; Silent that tongue admiring senates heard , Nerveless that arm opposing legions fear'd . Nor less , O Campbell ! thine the power to please , And give to grandeur all the grace of ease ...
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... dear Scott , But virtue , worth and sweetness , widowers . TO THE MEMORY OF STEPHEN HALES , Doctor in Divinity . Augusta , the mother of that best of Kings , George the Third , has placed this Monument , who chose him when living to ...
... dear Scott , But virtue , worth and sweetness , widowers . TO THE MEMORY OF STEPHEN HALES , Doctor in Divinity . Augusta , the mother of that best of Kings , George the Third , has placed this Monument , who chose him when living to ...
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... dear , Cropt by the scythe of hoary time ? Lo ! this my boy's the common lot ! To me thy memory entrust ; When all that's dear shall be forgot , I'll guard thy venerable dust . From age to age , as I proclaim Thy learning piety and ...
... dear , Cropt by the scythe of hoary time ? Lo ! this my boy's the common lot ! To me thy memory entrust ; When all that's dear shall be forgot , I'll guard thy venerable dust . From age to age , as I proclaim Thy learning piety and ...
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... dear more than this world's light , Death hath me reft . But I from him will take His memory , to whom this tomb I make . John was his name ( ah ! was ) wretch must I say ? Lord Russel once , now my tear thirsting clay . TO THE MEMORY ...
... dear more than this world's light , Death hath me reft . But I from him will take His memory , to whom this tomb I make . John was his name ( ah ! was ) wretch must I say ? Lord Russel once , now my tear thirsting clay . TO THE MEMORY ...
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... dear ; To hear my precious life was gone , Assistance none was near . Forbear your tears my children dear , My wife your grief refrain ; For tho ' I'm absent from you here , We soon shall meet again . H ON THOMAS JONES , Aged 56 , died ...
... dear ; To hear my precious life was gone , Assistance none was near . Forbear your tears my children dear , My wife your grief refrain ; For tho ' I'm absent from you here , We soon shall meet again . H ON THOMAS JONES , Aged 56 , died ...
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aged Arthuret beauty Beneath this stone Bermondsey blessed blest bliss bloom body born Brampton breath buried Captain Carlisle Catherine Howard CHARLES Christ Church Church-yard daughter dead dear death Deptford died doth Dumfries dust Earl earth Edward EDWARD RIOU epitaph erected eternal eye of Providence faith fame father flow'r following Inscription George grace grave grief hath heart Heav'n Heav'nly Heworth honor hope humble husband INFANT James King King of Scotland Kirklinton lamented LAMONBY lies liv'd live Lord lov'd marble Mary MEMORY OF JOHN monument mortal mourn ne'er Nether Denton North Shields Northallerton o'er parish peace praise Queen Reader rest RICHARD ROBERT ROBERT MOSSE sacred SAMUEL BARRINGTON SARAH Saviour's shine sigh skies sleep sorrows soul spirit Stepney tear tender thee thine THOMAS thou thro tomb virtue virtuous weep Westminster Abbey wife WILLIAM worms youth
Popular passages
Page 67 - Why do we mourn departing friends Or shake at death's alarms? 'tis but the voice that Jesus sends To call them to his arms.
Page 253 - Here Reynolds is laid, and, to tell you my mind, He has not left a wiser or better behind ; His pencil was striking, resistless, and grand ; His manners were gentle, complying, and bland ; Still born to improve us in every part, His pencil our faces, his manners our heart : To coxcombs averse, yet most civilly steering, When they judged without skill, he was still hard of hearing : When they talk'd of their Raphaels, Correggios, and stuff, He shifted his trumpet,* and only took snuff.
Page 47 - HEAR what the voice from heaven proclaims, For all the pious dead, Sweet is the savour of their names, And soft their sleeping bed. 2 They die in Jesus and are bless'd ; How kind their slumbers are ! From sufferings and from sins released, And freed from every snare.
Page 215 - JLjO ! where this silent Marble weeps, A Friend, a Wife, a Mother sleeps : A Heart, within whose sacred cell The peaceful Virtues lov'd to dwell. Affection warm, and faith sincere, • And soft humanity were there.
Page 35 - The Lord Mayor, Aldermen, and Common Council of the City of London...
Page 246 - Immediately after leaving the King's Bench Prison, By the benefit of the Act of Insolvency, In consequence of which he registered His Kingdom of Corsica For the use of his Creditors.
Page 214 - Take, holy earth ! all that my soul holds dear : Take that best gift which Heaven so lately gave. To Bristol's fount I bore with trembling care Her faded form : she bow'd to taste the wave, And died.
Page 251 - 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.
Page 217 - THE BODY of BENJAMIN FRANKLIN, Printer, (like the cover of an old book, its contents torn out, and stript of its lettering and gilding) lies here food for worms ; yet the work itself shall not be lost, for it will (as he believed) appear once more in a new and more beautiful edition, corrected and amended by THE AUTHOR.
Page 236 - Jesus' sake, forbeare To dig the dust enclosed here: Blessed be the man that spares these stones, And curst be he that moves my bones.