East Barnet, Part 1 (Google eBook)

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London and Middlesex Archaeological Society, 1885 - East Barnet (England) - 280 pages
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Page 252 - Here I saw my Lord Falconbridge, and his Lady, my Lady Mary Cromwell, who looks as well as I have known her, and well clad; but when the House began to fill she put on her vizard, and so kept it on all the play; which of late is become a great fashion among the ladies, which hides their whole face.
Page 68 - Ayrshire darling! and last but not least, for it grew with a spendthrift's prodigality, the Chinese rose, a delicate frail stranger, yet the last to shed beauty on even our dark November. Below, the pond was covered with water lilies with the large green leaves that support the .loveliest of ivory boats, fit for the fairy Queen and her summer court.
Page 82 - I have seen him," says Lord Eldon, " come into court with both hands wrapped up in flannel (from gout). He could not take a note, and had no one to do so for him. I have known him try a cause which lasted nine or ten hours, and then, from memory, sum up all the evidence with the greatest correctness.
Page 102 - I shall do well :' and taking him in his arms, said, ' Thou hast ever been an honest man, and I hope God will bless thee, and make thee a happy servant to my son, whom I have charged in my letter to continue his love, and trust to you...
Page 5 - In all labour there is profit: but the talk of the lips tendeth only to penury.
Page 103 - No flight for thoughts, but poorly sticks at words. A new and nobler way thou dost pursue To make Translations and Translators too. They but preserve the Ashes, thou the Flame, True to his sense, but truer to his fame. Foording his current, where thou find'st it low Let'st in thine own to make it rise and flow; Wisely restoring whatsoever grace It lost by change of Times, or Tongues, or Place.
Page 68 - Hall, 2nd edition, 1877, p. 265. 12 writes "in a large, old, and somewhat dilapidated place, only part of the grounds were kept up in their original high order. I used to wander in the almost deserted shrubberies, where the flowers grew in all the luxuriance of neglect over the walks, and the shrubs become trees drooped to the very ground, the boughs heavy with bloom and leaves. In the very heart of one of these was a large deep pond, almost black with the depths of shadow.
Page 103 - That servile path thou nobly dost decline, Of tracing word by word, and line by line : A new and nobler way thou dost pursue, To make translations ,and translators too : They but preserve the ashes, thou the flame, True to his sense, but truer to his fame.
Page 67 - I cannot remember the time when composition in some shape or other was not a habit. I used to invent long stories, which I was only too glad if I could get my mother to hear. These soon took a metrical form ; and I used to walk about the grounds, and lie awake half the night, reciting my verses aloud.
Page 235 - I think there is very little danger, yet I should be very uneasy to stay here and run the risk. And if I stay till the moment of alarm upon the coast, I may not be able to get away at all unless I walk away with a knapsack on my back.

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