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... Festivals and Fasts of the Catholic Church , afterwards adopted in part by the Churches of England , Scotland , and ... Festival kept , such an Illustration of the said Fes- tivals as the classical Studies of academic Life furnished ...
... Festivals and Fasts of the Catholic Church , afterwards adopted in part by the Churches of England , Scotland , and ... Festival kept , such an Illustration of the said Fes- tivals as the classical Studies of academic Life furnished ...
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... Festival about twelve Days forwarder in the Calendar , must no doubt have created great Confusion in the appli- cation of their Prognostics ; for consequently the Sun on each of those Days was situated ± 11 ° 59 INTRODUCTION . xix.
... Festival about twelve Days forwarder in the Calendar , must no doubt have created great Confusion in the appli- cation of their Prognostics ; for consequently the Sun on each of those Days was situated ± 11 ° 59 INTRODUCTION . xix.
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... Festival of the Annunciation ; this being another Plant which , like the Snowdrop , is regarded as the emblem of Virgin Purity from its Whiteness . Shake- speare contrasts with The Lady Smocks of Silver white , Cuckoo Buds of yellow Hue ...
... Festival of the Annunciation ; this being another Plant which , like the Snowdrop , is regarded as the emblem of Virgin Purity from its Whiteness . Shake- speare contrasts with The Lady Smocks of Silver white , Cuckoo Buds of yellow Hue ...
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... Festivals of the Holy Virgin . The Roses of Midsummer are still in perfection , and we have recorded a curious old Poem ... Festival with the Flowering of some Plants or other . The Fact is , that in the Middle Ages , the Mind being ever ...
... Festivals of the Holy Virgin . The Roses of Midsummer are still in perfection , and we have recorded a curious old Poem ... Festival with the Flowering of some Plants or other . The Fact is , that in the Middle Ages , the Mind being ever ...
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... Festival Days , and their respective Pastimes , Customs , and Superstitions , form together a Code of pleasing Recollections of Childhood in the Minds of most reflecting People , whereby , trifling as they are , they acquire an ...
... Festival Days , and their respective Pastimes , Customs , and Superstitions , form together a Code of pleasing Recollections of Childhood in the Minds of most reflecting People , whereby , trifling as they are , they acquire an ...
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Beliebte Passagen
Seite 206 - But love, first learned in a lady's eyes, Lives not alone immured in the brain; But, with the motion of all elements, Courses as swift as thought in every power, And gives to every power a double power, Above their functions and their offices.
Seite 164 - There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
Seite 120 - In the most high and palmy state of Rome, A little ere the mightiest Julius fell, The graves stood tenantless, and the sheeted dead Did squeak and gibber in the Roman streets : As stars with trains of fire and dews of blood, Disasters in the sun, and the moist star, Upon whose influence Neptune's empire stands, Was sick almost to doomsday with eclipse...
Seite 172 - Tis but an hour ago since it was nine, And after one hour more 'twill be eleven ; And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe, And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot ; And thereby hangs a tale.
Seite 218 - Return, Alpheus; the dread voice is past That shrunk thy streams; return, Sicilian Muse, And call the vales, and bid them hither cast Their bells and flowerets of a thousand hues.
Seite 231 - Till the dappled dawn doth rise ; Then to come, in spite of sorrow, And at my window bid good-morrow Through the sweetbriar, or the vine, Or the twisted eglantine : While the cock with lively din Scatters the rear of darkness thin, And to the stack, or the barn-door, Stoutly struts his dames before...
Seite 190 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep : All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night.
Seite 51 - Ye banks and braes o' bonnie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair? How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu' o
Seite 572 - Tis the last rose of summer Left blooming alone ; All her lovely companions Are faded and gone ; No flower of her kindred, No rose-bud is nigh, To reflect back her blushes, Or give sigh for sigh. I'll not leave thee, thou lone one ! To pine on the stem; Since the lovely are sleeping, Go, sleep thou with them. Thus kindly I scatter Thy leaves o'er the bed, Where thy mates of the garden Lie scentless and dead.
Seite 641 - Now the wasted brands do glow, Whilst the screech-owl, screeching loud, Puts the wretch that lies in woe In remembrance of a shroud. Now it is the time of night ' That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite, In the church-way paths to glide...