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Page 277 - My Lord of Ely, when I was last in Holborn, I saw good strawberries in your garden there : I do beseech you send for some of them.
Page 267 - I have seen a dreadful vision since I saw you: I have seen my dear wife pass twice by me through this room, with her hair hanging about her shoulders, and a dead child in her arms : this I have seen since I saw you.
Page 403 - He used often to say, that if he were to choose a place to die in, it should be an inn; it looking like a pilgrim's going home, to whom this world was all as an inn, and who was weary of the noise and confusion in it.
Page 400 - I thence walked with him through St. James's Park to the garden, where I both saw and heard a very familiar discourse between and Mrs. Nelly, f as they called an impudent comedian, she looking out of her garden on a terrace at the top of the wall, and standing on the green walk under it. I was heartily sorry at this scene.
Page 60 - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill; Ne'er saw I, never felt, a calm so deep!
Page 149 - Although the fig tree shall not blossom, Neither shall fruit be in the vines; The labour of the olive shall fail, And the fields shall yield no meat ; The flock shall be cut off from the fold, And there shall be no herd in the stalls : Yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will joy in the God of my salvation.
Page 80 - I yield thee most hearty thanks that thou hast given me life thus long to finish this work to the glory of thy name!
Page 378 - He went home with Mr. Burke to supper ; and broke his shin by attempting to exhibit to the company how much better he could jump over a stick than the puppets.
Page 479 - They have a grave old Gentleman, in his own gray Hairs, now within a few months of Ninety years old, who is their President; and sits in an arm'd chair some steps higher than the rest of the company, to keep the whole Room in order. A Harp plays all the time at the lower end of the Room ; and every now and then one or other of the Company rises and entertains the rest with a song, and (by the by) some are good Masters.