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Page 101 - How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Page 206 - With antique pillars massy proof, And storied windows richly dight, Casting a dim religious light. There let the pealing organ blow To the full-voiced quire below In service high and anthems clear As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.
Page 139 - The blisful martyr quite you your mede; And wel I wot, as ye gon by the way, Ye shapen you to talken and to play: For trewely comfort...
Page 134 - GIVE me my scallop-shell of quiet, My staff of faith to walk upon ; My scrip of joy, immortal diet; My bottle of salvation ; My gown of glory, (hope's true gage) And thus I'll take my pilgrimage. Blood must be my body's balmer, No other balm will here be given, Whilst my soul, like quiet palmer, Travels to the land of heaven...
Page 29 - For which the shepherds at their festivals Carol her goodness loud in rustic lays, And throw sweet garland wreaths into her stream Of pansies, pinks, and gaudy daffodils.
Page 140 - ... of their' Canterbury bells, and with the barking out of dogs after them, they make more noise than if the King came there away, with all his clarions and many other minstrels. And if these men and women be a month out in their pilgrimage, many of them shall be, a half year after, great janglers, tale-tellers and liars.
Page 140 - ... they come through, what with the noise of their singing. and with the sound of their piping, and with the jangling of their Canterbury bells, and with the barking out of dogs after them...
Page 242 - A singular infelicity, he declared, had befallen young Master Bligh, once the hopeful heir of his parents and of the lands of Botathen. Whereas he had been from childhood a blithe and merry boy, " the gladness ", like Isaac of old, of his father's age, he had suddenly, and of late, become morose and silent — nay, even austere and stern — dwelling apart, always solemn, often in tears. The lad had at first repulsed all questions as to the origin of this great change, but of late he had yielded...
Page 306 - This book is written with great care, and with an evident knowledge of history. It is well worth the study of all who wish to be better informed upon a subject which the author states in his preface gives evident signs of a lively and growing interest."—Manchester Courier. "Those who are interested in the Dress of the Clergy will find full information gathered together here, and set forth in a lucid and scholarly way."—Glasgow Herald. "We...