The English Annual for ...E. Bull, 1837 |
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... honours devolved on his half brother , SIR HENRY GREY , of Wrest , county of Bedford , who should have been seventh Baron Grey de Ruthyn , and fourth Earl of Kent ; but from the narrowness of his estate he declined assuming the peerage ...
... honours devolved on his half brother , SIR HENRY GREY , of Wrest , county of Bedford , who should have been seventh Baron Grey de Ruthyn , and fourth Earl of Kent ; but from the narrowness of his estate he declined assuming the peerage ...
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... honours , save the Marquisate of Grey and the Barony of Lucas , became extinct , and these devolved upon his grand - daughter above - mentioned , LADY JEMIMA CAMPBELL , then Lady Jemima Royston , having been married a few days before ...
... honours , save the Marquisate of Grey and the Barony of Lucas , became extinct , and these devolved upon his grand - daughter above - mentioned , LADY JEMIMA CAMPBELL , then Lady Jemima Royston , having been married a few days before ...
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... honour to take their daughters into our harem . Still , in the present case , we condescend to ask your permission , though determined , should you refuse to grant it , to make use of the power and authority intrusted to us . See , my ...
... honour to take their daughters into our harem . Still , in the present case , we condescend to ask your permission , though determined , should you refuse to grant it , to make use of the power and authority intrusted to us . See , my ...
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... honour of knighthood ; Richard Boscawen paid a fine of 51. to be released from the order of the Bath at the creation of Prince Henry ; but their descen- dant , Hugh Boscawen , was in 1720 created Baron of Boscawen - Rose , and Viscount ...
... honour of knighthood ; Richard Boscawen paid a fine of 51. to be released from the order of the Bath at the creation of Prince Henry ; but their descen- dant , Hugh Boscawen , was in 1720 created Baron of Boscawen - Rose , and Viscount ...
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... honour of the Baron de Walstein's company at dinner , to - morrow at two o'clock . " Walstein smiled and looked a little perplexed , but he remembered his promise . " I shall with pleasure be- come your guest , Doctor . " CHAPTER II ...
... honour of the Baron de Walstein's company at dinner , to - morrow at two o'clock . " Walstein smiled and looked a little perplexed , but he remembered his promise . " I shall with pleasure be- come your guest , Doctor . " CHAPTER II ...
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Página 81 - THOU unrelenting Past ! Strong are the barriers round thy dark domain, And fetters, sure and fast, Hold all that enter thy unbreathing reign. Far in thy realm withdrawn Old empires sit in sullenness and gloom, And glorious ages gone Lie deep within the shadow of thy womb. Childhood, with all its mirth, Youth, Manhood, Age, that draws us to the ground, And last, Man's Life on earth, Glide to thy dim dominions, and are bound.
Página 292 - Clarens! sweet Clarens, birth-place of deep Love! Thine air is the young breath of passionate thought; Thy trees take root in Love; the snows above The very Glaciers have his colours caught, And sun-set into rose-hues sees them wrought S1 By rays which sleep there lovingly...
Página 82 - Whither, midst falling dew, While glow the heavens with the last steps of day, Far through their rosy depths dost thou pursue Thy solitary way? Vainly the fowler's eye Might mark thy distant flight to do thee wrong, As, darkly seen against the crimson sky, Thy figure floats along.
Página 84 - Is this a time to be cloudy and sad, When our mother Nature laughs around ; When even the deep blue Heavens look glad, And gladness breathes from the blossoming ground.
Página 318 - Here noble Surrey felt the sacred rage, Surrey, the Granville of a former age : Matchless his pen, victorious was his lance, Bold in the lists, and graceful in the dance...
Página 82 - Kind words, remembered voices once so sweet, Smiles, radiant long ago, And features, the great soul's apparent seat. All shall come back; each tie Of pure affection shall be knit again; Alone shall Evil die, And Sorrow dwell a prisoner in thy reign.
Página 84 - There are notes of joy from the hang-bird and wren, And the gossip of swallows through all the sky; The ground-squirrel gayly chirps by his den, And the wilding bee hums merrily by. The clouds are at play in the azure space, And their shadows at play on the bright green vale, And here they stretch to the frolic chase, And there they roll on the easy gale. There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower...
Página 84 - The clouds are at play in the azure space, And their shadows at play on the bright green vale, And here they stretch to the frolic chase, And there they roll on the easy gale. There's a dance of leaves in that aspen bower, There's a titter of winds in that beechen tree, There's a smile on the fruit, and a smile on the flower, And a laugh from the brook that runs to the sea.
Página 83 - There is a Power whose care Teaches thy way along that pathless coast— The desert and illimitable air— Lone wandering, but not lost. All day thy wings have fanned, At that far height, the cold, thin atmosphere, Yet stoop not, weary, to the welcome land, Though the dark night is near.