The Every-day Book: Or Everlasting Calendar of Popular Amusements, Sports, Pastime, Ceremonies, Manners, Customs, and Events, Incident to Each of the Three Hundred and Sixty-five Days, in Past and Present Times...Hunt and Clarke, 1826 |
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... Smithfield , and then St. Anthony's scholars commonly were the best , and car- ried the prizes ; and that when the boys of St. Paul's school met with those of St. Anthony's , " they would call them St. Anthony's pigs , and they again ...
... Smithfield , and then St. Anthony's scholars commonly were the best , and car- ried the prizes ; and that when the boys of St. Paul's school met with those of St. Anthony's , " they would call them St. Anthony's pigs , and they again ...
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... Smithfield , upon the yearly return of the fair of St. Bar- tholomew . Cards were issued a week before to the master - sweeps in and about the metropolis , confining the invitation to their younger fry . Now and then an elderly ...
... Smithfield , upon the yearly return of the fair of St. Bar- tholomew . Cards were issued a week before to the master - sweeps in and about the metropolis , confining the invitation to their younger fry . Now and then an elderly ...
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... Smithfield market ; graziers and drovers were busied about them ; a high barred gate was constantly closed ; now all is thrown open and neglected , and not a living thing to be seen . We went round to the front , the house was shut up ...
... Smithfield market ; graziers and drovers were busied about them ; a high barred gate was constantly closed ; now all is thrown open and neglected , and not a living thing to be seen . We went round to the front , the house was shut up ...
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... Smithfield , where I had many wounded and sick men , made me the more diligent to promote it , nor was my care for the Savoy lesse . It now pleas'd God by abating the wind , and by the in- dustry of the people , infusing a new spi- rit ...
... Smithfield , where I had many wounded and sick men , made me the more diligent to promote it , nor was my care for the Savoy lesse . It now pleas'd God by abating the wind , and by the in- dustry of the people , infusing a new spi- rit ...
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... Smithfield , on the day whereon the Fair is proclaimed , which is on the 3d of September , unless Sunday should fall on that day . The proclama- tion is read at the gate leading into Cloth - fair by the lord mayor's attorney , and ...
... Smithfield , on the day whereon the Fair is proclaimed , which is on the 3d of September , unless Sunday should fall on that day . The proclama- tion is read at the gate leading into Cloth - fair by the lord mayor's attorney , and ...
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Страница 539 - Now the bright morning star, day's harbinger, Comes dancing from the east, and leads with her The flowery May, who from her green lap throws The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose. Hail, bounteous May, that dost inspire Mirth and youth and warm desire ; Woods and groves are of thy dressing, Hill and dale doth boast thy blessing. Thus we salute thee with our early song, And welcome thee, and wish thee long.
Страница 807 - Last noon beheld them full of lusty life, Last eve in Beauty's circle proudly gay, The midnight brought the signal-sound of strife, The morn the marshalling in arms - the day Battle's magnificently stern array...
Страница 653 - Through the high wood echoing shrill. Sometime walking, not unseen, By hedge-row elms, on hillocks green, Right against the eastern gate, Where the great sun begins his state...
Страница 805 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But hark!
Страница 621 - To BLOSSOMS FAIR pledges of a fruitful tree, Why do ye fall so fast? Your date is not so past, But you may stay yet here awhile To blush and gently smile, And go at last.
Страница 1215 - Again he felt and fumbled at the pig. It did not burn him so much now ; still, he licked his fingers from a sort of habit. The truth at length broke into his slow understanding that it was the pig that smelt so, and the pig that tasted so delicious...
Страница 805 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men ; A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell...
Страница 607 - As one who long in populous city pent, Where houses thick and sewers annoy the air, Forth issuing on a summer's morn to breathe Among the pleasant villages and farms Adjoined, from each thing met conceives delight, The smell of grain, or tedded grass, or kine, Or dairy, each rural sight, each rural sound...
Страница 959 - But none ever trembled and panted with bliss In the garden, the field, or the wilderness, Like a doe in the noontide with love's sweet want, As the companionless Sensitive Plant.
Страница 489 - My boat is on the shore, And my bark is on the sea ; But, before I go, Tom Moore, Here's a double health to thee ! Here's a sigh to those who love me, And a smile to those who hate ; And whatever sky's above me, Here's a heart for every fate. Though the ocean roar around me, Yet it still shall bear me on ; Though a desert should surround me, It hath springs...