Swindon fifty years ago, more or less: reminiscences, notes, and relics of ye old Wiltshire towne (Google eBook)

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1885
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1885 (facsimile ed Tabard Press 1970) / 527 pages / 79

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Page 32 - O'ershadowed by thy rough beard like a wood ; Or like a larger jug that some men call A Bettarmine, but we a Conscience: Whereon the lewder hand of pagan workman Over the proud ambitious head hath carved An idol large, with beard episcopal, Making the vessel look like tyrant Eglon.
Page 309 - And he went out about the third hour, and saw others standing idle in the marketplace, and said unto them : Go ye also into the vineyard, and whatsoever is right I will give you.
Page 145 - Christmas comes but once a year : And, when it comes, it brings good cheer ; % But, when it's gone, it's never the near.
Page 447 - Pounds over and above all Rents and Charges payable out of or in respect of the same...
Page 384 - They now began playing the larger engine, which broke the windows, flooded the rooms, and spoiled the goods. We were withdrawn to a small upper room in the back part of the house, seeing no way to escape their violence.
Page 446 - An Act for the more effectual " preventing bribery and corruption " in the election of members to serve " in Parliament." An Act for the preventing of bribery and corruption in the election of members to serve in Parliament for the borough of Aylesbury in the county of Buckingham.
Page 58 - Such ridiculous work they make of their Reformation, and so zealous are they against all Mirth and Jollity, as they would pluck down the Sign of the Cat and Fiddle too, if it durst but play so loud as they might hear it...
Page 58 - I'm amused at the signs As I pass through the town, To see the odd mixture A
Page 165 - WOODMAN, spare that tree! Touch not a single bough! In youth it sheltered me, And I'll protect it now. 'Twas my forefather's hand That placed it near his cot; There, woodman, let it stand Thy axe shall harm it not! That old familiar tree, Whose glory and renown Are spread o'er land and sea And wouldst thou hew it down?
Page 390 - The news of our danger was got thither before us, but we brought the welcome tidings of our own deliverance. Now we saw the hand of Providence in suffering them to turn out our horses, that is, to send them to us against we wanted them. Again, how plainly were we overruled to send our horses down the town, which blinded the rioters without our designing it, and drew off their engines and them, leaving us a free passage at the other end of the town! We joined in hearty praises to our Deliverer, singing...

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