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abbey abbot Amersham ancient Aylesbury beautiful Bernwood Forest Bishop Boarstall Bolebec Brill Buckingham Buckinghamshire Buckinghamshire lace Bucks building built Bulstrode Whitelock buried Burnham called Castle century Chalfont St chapel Charles Chequers church Cippenham Claydon House Cromwell daughter death died Duke Earl Edmund Edward England English Eton father Fawley Court gardens garrison Giffard Grendon hand of Saint Hartwell Henley Henry High Wycombe Hill Horton John Hampden King King's lace lacemaker Lady Lady Mary Grey land Lewis Mackenzie lived Lollard London Lord manor Marlow married Mary Medmenham Milton Missenden monks neighbouring Newport Pagnell Oxford parish Park Parliament Penn Pigott poet portraits possessed Prince Quaker Queen Reading Reading Abbey relic restored Richard Roman royal Royalist Saint James Saxon side Sir John Sir Ralph Stoke Poges Stowe Temple Thames Thomas tower Verney village Whitelock wife William Windsor wrote
Page 130 - While the ploughman near at hand "Whistles o'er the furrowed land, And the milkmaid singeth blithe, And the mower whets his scythe, And every shepherd tells his tale Under the hawthorn in the dale. Straight mine eye hath caught new pleasures Whilst the landscape round it measures...
Page 60 - Consult the genius of the place in all ; That tells the waters or to rise or fall ; Or helps th' ambitious hill the heavens to scale, Or scoops in circling theatres the vale : Calls in the country, catches opening glades, Joins willing woods, and varies shades from shades ; Now breaks, or now directs, th' intending lines ; Paints as you plant, and as you work designs.
Page 158 - Yon cottager, who weaves at her own door, Pillow and bobbins all her little store; Content though mean, and cheerful if not gay, Shuffling her threads about the livelong day, Just earns a scanty pittance, and at night, Lies down secure, her heart and pocket light...
Page 135 - After some common discourses had passed between us he called for a manuscript of his ; which being brought he delivered to me, bidding me take it home with me and read it at my leisure ; and when I had so done, return it to him with my judgment thereupon. '' When I came home and had set myself to read it I found it was that excellent poem which he entitled
Page 136 - This is owing to you, for you put it into my head by the question you put to me at Chalfont, which before I had not thought of.
Page 64 - It was a little broken by fishing, and going round the park one of the mornings ; but, in reality, the number of buildings and variety of scenes in the garden, made each day different from the rest, and my meditations on so historic a spot prevented my being tired. Every acre brings to one's mind some instance of the parts or pedantry, of the taste or want of taste, of the ambition or love of fame, or greatness or miscarriages, of those that have inhabited, decorated, planned, or visited the place.
Page 60 - Surprises, varies, and conceals the bounds. Consult the genius of the place in all ; That tells the waters or to rise, or fall ; Or helps th...
Page 121 - Dreame, he happened to take at Grendon, in Bucks, which is the roade from London to Stratford, and there was living that constable about 1642, when I first came to Oxon.