The cathedral line of England: its sacred sites and shrines : the country of the abbeys

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Great Western Railway Company, 1908 - Architecture - 72 pages
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Page 51 - With these thou seest - if indeed I go (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard-lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
Page 63 - TO MY SUCCESSOR. If thou chance for to find A new house to thy mind, And built without thy cost: Be good to the poor, As God gives thee store, And then my labour's not lost.
Page 51 - So said he, and the barge with oar and sail Moved from the brink, like some full-breasted swan That, fluting a wild carol ere her death, Ruffles her pure cold plume, and takes the flood With swarthy webs. Long stood Sir Bedivere Revolving many memories, till the hull Look'd one black dot against the verge of dawn, And on the mere the wailing died away.
Page 15 - ... There is something educative, as is commonly remarked, in the very antiquity of the universities. The passing stranger and the careless freshman have their horizon, at least momentarily, broadened by a glimpse of the monuments of many centuries, overtopping our self-conscious and boastful century. "And strange enchantments of the past And memories of the days of old " steal over them. The American, with his at best " modern antiquities," can not transport these genuine antiquities, but he can...
Page 39 - The architectural coincidence pointed out by Fuller, be it real or imaginary, has been thus described in verse by a Cathedral dignitary : " As many windows may you here behold As days in the revolving year are told ; Compute the hours that one full year compose, As many marble shafts these walls inclose. Nor numbers Phoebus in his annual round More months than doors within this fabric found" Handbooks, great and small, old and new, are obtainable in abundance.
Page 63 - MIDDLESEX, which is one of the smallest but at the same time one of the richest and most populous of the English counties.
Page 72 - Shrine here ehc'lo'd resteth the Bones of that noble Lord, Edmund Earl of Richmond, Father and Brother to Kings, the which departed out of this World in the year of Lord God, a thousand four hundred and fifty and six, the first day of the Month of November, on whose soul Almighty Jesus have mercy. Amen.
Page 50 - Nor there the fields require the rustic's hands, But nature only cultivates the lands, The fertile plains with corn and herds are proud, And golden Apples smile in every wood.
Page 27 - And Fame expanding all her wings, With all her trumpet-tongues proclaim, The lov'd, rever'd, immortal name ! SHAKESPEARE! SHAKESPEARE! SHAKESPEARE! Let th' inchanting sound, From Avon's shores rebound ; Thro' the Air, Let it bear, The precious freight the envious nations round ! CHORUS. Swell the choral song, Roll the tide of harmony along, Let Rapture sweep the strings, Fame expand her wings, With her trumpet-tongues proclaim, The lov'd, rever'd, immortal name! SHAKESPEARE! SHAKESPEARE! SHAKESPEARE!
Page 27 - To what blest genius of the isle, Shall Gratitude her tribute pay, Decree the festive day, Erect the statue, and devote the pile? Do not your sympathetic hearts accord, To own the 'bosom's lord?

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