A vindication of natural society, by Edm. Burke. The history and antiquities of the ancient villa of Wheatfield. Fragments of ancient poetry, collected in the Highlands of Scotland. An account of Russia in the year 1710, by Charles Lord Whitworth. A journey into England, in 1598, by Paul Hentzner; tr. by Th. Bentley. A parallel between Magliavechi and Hill, by the Rev. Jos.Spence
Robert Dodsley, Joseph Spence, Jean Denis Attiret, William Hay, Nathaniel Lancaster, Charles Whitworth Baron Whitworth, Paul Hentzner
R. and J. Dodsley, 1761
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Sivu 275 - A gentleman entered the room bearing a rod, and along with him another, who had a table-cloth, which, after they had both kneeled three times with the utmost veneration, he spread upon the table, and after kneeling again they both retired. Then came two others, one with the rod again, the other with a...
Sivu 276 - ... poison. During the time that this guard, which consists of the tallest and stoutest men that can be found in all England, being carefully selected for this service, were bringing dinner, twelve trumpets and two kettle-drums made the hall ring for half an hour together. At the end of...
Sivu 150 - Thou hast no mother to mourn thee, no maid with her tears of love. Dead is she that brought thee forth. Fallen is the daughter of Morglan.
Sivu 151 - Weep, thou father of Morar! weep; but thy son heareth thee not. Deep is the sleep of the dead; low their pillow of dust. No more shall he hear thy voice; no more awake at thy call.
Sivu 275 - ... kneeled, as the others had done, and placed what was brought upon the table, they too retired with the same ceremonies performed by the first. At last came an unmarried lady (we...
Sivu 276 - England, being carefully selected for this service, were bringing dinner, twelve trumpets and two kettledrums made the hall ring for half an hour together. At the end of all this ceremonial, a number of unmarried ladies appeared, who, with particular solemnity, lifted the meat off the table, and conveyed it into the Queen's inner and more private chamber, where, after she had chosen for herself, the rest goes to the ladies of the Court.
Sivu 276 - ... graceful manner approached the table, and rubbed the plates with bread and salt, with as much awe, as if the Queen had been present. When they had waited there a little while, the yeomen of the guard entered, bare-headed...
Sivu 133 - Son of the noble Fingal, Oscian, prince of men! what tears run down the cheeks of age? what shades thy mighty soul? Memory, son of Alpin, memory wounds the aged. Of former times are my thoughts; my thoughts are of the noble Fingal.
Sivu 277 - ... led by the gardener into the summer-house ; in the lower part of which, built semicircularly, are the twelve Roman Emperors in white marble, and a table of touchstone ; the upper part of it is set round with cisterns of lead, into which the water is conveyed through pipes, so that fish may be kept in them ; and, in summer time, they are very convenient for bathing. In another room for entertainment, very near this, and joined to it by a little bridge, was a noble table of red marble.