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Through England and Scotland by the West Coast Royal Mail Route (1903) George Eyre-Todd No preview available - 2009 |
Through England and Scotland by the West Coast Royal Mail Route (1903) George Eyre-Todd No preview available - 2009 |
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Abbey Alyth Junction ancient Anglesey battle beautiful branch line Bridge Bruce built Caledonian Caledonian Railway Castle cathedral centre century Charles Chester chief church Clyde coach College Conway Crieff crosses Douglas Duke Earl Edward England famous favourite Firth Firth of Clyde Glasgow Glen Gourock Hall Henry Highland hills Holyhead interest Inveraray island James John Junction King King's kirk Kyles of Bute Lady lake later lies line runs loch London Lord MAIN LINE Manchester memories modern monument Morecambe Bay neighbourhood northward Oban Parliament passes Perth pleasant Prince Queen Mary railway region remains residence Richard Richard III river road Robert the Bruce Roman route royal ruin Saxon scene Scotland Scott Scottish seat seen shore spot stands station steamer Stirling stone story Street stronghold Thence to-day Tower town valley village Wales walls Warwick waters Watling Street Welsh Wemyss Bay wild Windermere
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Page 25 - The dews of summer night did fall ; The moon, sweet regent of the -sky, Silver'd the walls of Cumnor Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby.
Page 50 - ... had I but served God as diligently as I have served the King, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Page 125 - I wish I were where Helen lies; Night and day on me she cries; And I am weary of the skies, For her sake that died for me.
Page 126 - O that I were where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries; Out of my bed she bids me rise, Says, 'Haste and come to me!
Page 25 - Silver'd the walls of Cumnor Hall, And many an oak that grew thereby. Now nought was heard beneath the skies, The sounds of busy life were still, Save an unhappy lady's sighs, That issued from that lonely pile.
Page 26 - The village maids with fearful glance Avoid the ancient moss-grown wall, Nor ever lead the merry dance Among the groves of Cumnor Hall. Full many a traveller oft hath sighed, And pensive wept the countess' fall, As wandering onwards they 've espied The haunted towers of Cumnor Hall.
Page 25 - Thus sore and sad that lady grieved, In Cumnor Hall so lone and drear ; And many a heartfelt sigh she heaved, And let fall many a bitter tear. And ere the dawn of day...
Page 150 - While the blue Night crept up the stream. The wild Train plunges in the hills, He shrieks across the midnight rills; Streams through the shifting glare, The roar and flap of foundry fires, That shake with light the sleeping shires; And on the moorlands bare, He sees afar a crown of light Hang o'er thee in the hollow night.
Page 43 - You meaner beauties of the night, That poorly satisfy our eyes More by your number than your light, You common people of the skies, — What are you when the sun shall rise?
Page 35 - Good friend, for Jesus' sake forbear To dig the dust enclosed here. Blessed be the man that spares these stones And cursed be he that moves my bones.