The history of Kington, by a member of the Mechanics institute of Kington [R. Parry].1845 - 80 páginas |
Términos y frases comunes
acres of land aforesaid term Ambrose Cave ancient annually appointed attendance Bishop Brecknock Bridge-street Brilley burgage called castle charity Chickward church Church-street churchwardens copyhold county of Hereford Court court-leet custom customary tenant daughter Davies died died April died December died February died January died July died March died October Duke-street Earl Edward Edward Greenly Elizabeth erected Eywood feoffees Greenly Griffiths Harley heirs Henry Herefordshire Hergest Hergest Ridge High-street holds one messuage Huntington indebted inhabitants inscription James John Vaughan King Lady Margaret Hawkins late Leominster Lilwall Lord lordship Lyonshall manor of Huntington Margaret married Mary meadow memory Meredith Michaelchurch parish of Kington persons Phillip pounds premises present Presteign Price died Radnor Radnorshire records the death reign Richard river Arrow Roger Rushock sherriffe shillings side tenements thereof Thomas tomb town of Kington Townesend trustees wall Walter Welsh wife died William William Bach yearly rent
Pasajes populares
Página 208 - And I say unto you my friends, Be not afraid of them that kill the body, and after that have no more that they can do. But I will forewarn you whom ye shall fear: Fear him, which after he hath killed hath power to cast into hell; yea, I say unto you, Fear him.
Página 115 - Forgive, blest shade, the tributary tear, That mourns thy exit from a world like this; Forgive the wish that would have kept thee here, And stayed thy progress to the seats of bliss. No more confined to groveling scenes of night, No more a tenant pent in mortal clay. Now should we rather hail thy glorious flight, And trace thy journey to the realms of day.
Página 240 - A soul supreme, in each hard instance tried, Above all pain, all passion, and all pride, The rage of power, the blast of public breath The lust of lucre, and the dread of death.
Página 131 - A thousand ages in thy sight are like an evening gone, short as the watch that ends the night before the rising sun.
Página 174 - When the ear heard me, then it blessed me; and when the eye saw me, it gave witness to me: Because I delivered the poor that cried, and the fatherless, and him that had none to help him. The blessing of him that was ready to perish came upon me: and I caused the widow's heart to sing for joy.
Página 110 - Beneath those rugged elms, that yew-tree's shade Where heaves the turf in many a mouldering heap, Each in his narrow cell for ever laid, The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.
Página 125 - And this know, that if the goodman of the house had known what hour the thief would come, he would have watched, and not have suffered his house to be broken through. 40 Be ye therefore ready also: for the Son of man cometh at an hour when ye think not.
Página 126 - How lov'd, how honour'd once, avails thee not, To whom related, or by whom begot ; A heap of dust alone remains of thee, 'Tis all thou art, and all the proud shall be ! Poets themselves must fall, like those they sung, Deaf the prais'd ear, and mute the tuneful tongue.
Página 277 - Successors as of our Manor of East Greenwich in the County of Kent in free and Common Soccage and not in Capite or by Knights Service.
Página 142 - HAPPY soul, thy days are ended, All thy mourning days below : Go, by angel guards attended, To the sight of Jesus go ! Waiting to receive thy spirit, Lo ! the Saviour stands above, Shows the purchase of his merit, Reaches out the crown of love.