Westminster

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Frederick A. Stokes Company, 1895 - Počet stran: 398
"Westminster /wsmnst/ is an area of central London, within the City of Westminster, England. It lies on the north bank of the River Thames, southwest of the City of London and 0.5 miles (0.8 km) southwest of Charing Cross. It has a large concentration of London's historic and prestigious landmarks and visitor attractions, including the Palace of Westminster, Buckingham Palace, Westminster Abbey, and Westminster Cathedral. Historically part of the parish of St Margaret in the City and Liberty of Westminster and the county of Middlesex, the name Westminster was the ancient description for the area around Westminster Abbey ? the West Minster, or monastery church, that gave the area its name ? which has been the seat of the government of England (and later the British government) for almost a thousand years. Westminster is the location of the Palace of Westminster, a UNESCO World Heritage Site which houses the Parliament of the United Kingdom."--Wikipedia.
 

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Strana 162 - When I look upon the tombs of the great, every emotion of envy dies in me ; when I read the epitaphs of the beautiful, every inordinate desire goes out; when I meet with the grief of parents upon a tomb-stone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow...
Strana 161 - Can I forget the dismal night that gave My soul's best part for ever to the grave? How silent did his old companions tread, By midnight lamps, the mansions of the dead, Through breathing statues, then unheeded things, Through rows of warriors, and through walks of kings! What awe did the slow solemn knell inspire; The pealing organ, and the pausing choir; The duties by the lawn-robed prelate paid : And the last words that dust to dust conveyed!
Strana 347 - Methought I saw my late espoused saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave, Whom Jove's great son to her glad husband gave, Rescued from death by force though pale and faint.
Strana 162 - I meet with the grief of parents upon a tomb-stone, my heart melts with compassion ; when I see the tomb of the parents themselves, I consider the vanity of grieving for those whom we must quickly follow; when I see kings lying by those who deposed them, when I consider rival wits placed side by side, or the holy men that divided the world with their contests and disputes, I reflect with sorrow and astonishment, on the little competitions, factions and debates of mankind.
Strana 162 - WHEN I am in a serious humour, I very often walk by myself in Westminster Abbey: where the gloominess of the place, and the use to which it is applied, with the solemnity of the building, and the condition of the people who lie in it, are apt to fill the mind with a kind of melancholy, or rather thoughtfulness that is not disagreeable.
Strana 214 - I never, and was born and learned mine English in Kent in the Weald where, I doubt not, is spoken as broad and rude English as in any place of England...
Strana 282 - What joy or honours can compare With holy nuptials, when they are Made out of equal parts Of years, of states, of hands, of hearts! When in the happy choice The spouse and spoused have the foremost voice! Such, glad of Hymen's war, Live what they are, And long perfection see: And such ours be. Shine, Hesperus, shine forth, thou wished star!
Strana 279 - She that will but now discover Where the winged wag doth hover, Shall to-night receive a kiss, How, or where herself would wish : But, who brings him to his mother, Shall have that kiss, and another.
Strana 280 - Which to tell, I may not stay : Hymen's presence bids away ; Tis, already, at his night, He can give you further light You, my Sports, may here abide, Till I call to light the bride.
Strana 282 - Love's Commonwealth consists of toys ; His Council are those antic boys, Games, Laughter, Sports, Delights, That triumph with him on these nights : To whom we must give way, For now their reign begins, and lasts till day. They sweeten Hymen's war, And, in that jar, Make all, that married be, Perfection see. Shine, Hesperus, shine forth, thou...

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