Sepulchrorum Inscriptiones: Or A Curious Collection of Above 900 of the Most Remarkable Epitaphs, Antient and Modern, Serious and Merry: In the Kingdoms of Great Britain, Ireland, &c. in English Verse. To which is Added, a Compleat Index of Each Person's Name, the Church, Town, Kingdom Or Country where They Were Interr'd, 第 1 卷J. Cluer, A. Campbell, and B. Creake., 1727 |
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... think upon your dying Day : In Chrift alone , I only truft , To rife in Number of the Juft . T On Mr. JOHN EARL . His fickle World contriv'd E 2 On In ENGLISH VERSE . 37 What Grief can vent this Lofs, or Praifes tell ...
... think upon your dying Day : In Chrift alone , I only truft , To rife in Number of the Juft . T On Mr. JOHN EARL . His fickle World contriv'd E 2 On In ENGLISH VERSE . 37 What Grief can vent this Lofs, or Praifes tell ...
第36页
... rife no more ; This only fell from Death to Earth , Not loft but gone before . Her Duft lodg'd here , her Soul perfect in Grace , Mongft Saints and Angels now hath took its Place On On Mr. KNIGHT . Eafe Labours , reft ye Seas 36 EPITAPHS ,
... rife no more ; This only fell from Death to Earth , Not loft but gone before . Her Duft lodg'd here , her Soul perfect in Grace , Mongft Saints and Angels now hath took its Place On On Mr. KNIGHT . Eafe Labours , reft ye Seas 36 EPITAPHS ,
第57页
... rife again , and he whofe Breath First rais'd her out of Nought fhall out of Death , Then fhall those Flames fhine brighter than the Sun , And like it burn without Confumption . FR On Mrs. FRANCES HEWIT . RANCES the Fair , the Wife ...
... rife again , and he whofe Breath First rais'd her out of Nought fhall out of Death , Then fhall those Flames fhine brighter than the Sun , And like it burn without Confumption . FR On Mrs. FRANCES HEWIT . RANCES the Fair , the Wife ...
第58页
... rife in Bliss . A On Mr. WILLIAM IRONS . ND is he dead , is he already dead , Ah too furprizing News fudden as fad . Take warning by the Stroke , prepare for Death , Be always ready to refign your Breath . 1628 . On On one unknown . N ...
... rife in Bliss . A On Mr. WILLIAM IRONS . ND is he dead , is he already dead , Ah too furprizing News fudden as fad . Take warning by the Stroke , prepare for Death , Be always ready to refign your Breath . 1628 . On On one unknown . N ...
第73页
... 'd the Rod Yet I believe the fame fhall rife , And praise the Mercies of iny GOD . Ás for my Soul , let none take Thought , It is with Him that hath it bought ; L For L For GOD on me doth Mercy take , For nothing In ENGLISH VERSE : 73.
... 'd the Rod Yet I believe the fame fhall rife , And praise the Mercies of iny GOD . Ás for my Soul , let none take Thought , It is with Him that hath it bought ; L For L For GOD on me doth Mercy take , For nothing In ENGLISH VERSE : 73.
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Barnstaple Becauſe beft beſt bleffed bleft Body Breath CHRIST Church dead dear Death doth Duft dy'd e'er Earth ELIZABETH Epitaph Ere lies Eternity facred fafely Faith Fame Fate fave felf feven fhall fhort fhould fince firft firſt fleep fome foon Friend ftill fuch fure fweet Glory gone Goodneſs Grace Grave Grief hath Heart Heaven HENRY himſelf Honour Hope Houſe Ibid interr'd JOHN John Shirely Juft juſt King Lady laft laſt liv'd live Lofs loft London Middlefex Lord lov'd Love lyes Marble Mary MATTHEW PRIOR Memory moft Monument moſt muft muſt Name Nder ne'er noble Number Oxon Poor Praife Praiſe pray raiſe Reader reft Reſt rife SCOTLAND ſhall ſhe Sifter Soul Stepney Stone Suffolk Tears thee thefe theſe thine thofe THOMAS thoſe thou Tomb Truft unto Virtue weep Weft Whilft whofe Whoſe Wife WILLIAM World Wyff
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第180页 - LIKE as the damask rose you see, Or like the blossom on the tree, Or like the dainty flower of May, Or like the morning of the day, Or like the sun, or like the shade, Or like the gourd which Jonas had; Even such is man, whose thread is spun, Drawn out, and cut, and so is done.
第291页 - Thy life and worth, but he that hath liv'd so : He must have Wit to spare, and to hurl down, Enough to keep the gallants of the town. He must have Learning plenty ; both the Laws, Civil and common, to judge any cause. Divinity, great store, above the rest, Not of the last edition, but the best. He must...
第43页 - Justly each nation's speech to him was known ; Who for the world was made, not us alone. Nor ought the language of that man be less. Who in his breast had all things to express : We say that learning's endless, and blame Fate For not allowing life a longer date.
第37页 - To death itfelf now to betray. It grieves me when I fee what fate Does on the beft of mankind wait. Poets or lovers let them be, 'Tis neither love nor poefy Can arm, againft death's fmalleft dart,. The poet's head or lover's heart ; But when their life, in its decline, Touches th...
第239页 - An ill year of a Goodyer us bereft, Who gone to God, much lack of him here left: Full of good gifts, of body and of mind, Wife, comely, learned, eloquent and kind.
第16页 - Whose least perfection was large, and great Enough to make a common man compleat. A soul refin'd and cull'd from many men, That reconcil'd the sword unto the pen, Using both well. No proud forgetting Lord, But mindful of mean names and of his word.
第9页 - Right noble twice, by virtue and by birth, Of heaven lov'd and honour'd on the earth, His country's hope, his kindred's chief delight, My husband dear, more than this world's light, Death hath me reft. But I from Death will take His memory, to whom this tomb I make. John was his name (ah, was !) wretch, must I say ? Lord Russel once, now my tear-thirsty clay.
第83页 - Is here ascended ; whither neither time, Nor faith, nor hope, but only love can climb : Where being now enlightened she doth know The truth of all things which are talk'd below.
第108页 - I neede not in remembrance for to call His race, his youth, the hope had of him ay Since that in him doth...
第8页 - OH last and best of Scots ! who didst maintain Thy country's freedom from a foreign reign ; New people fill the land now thou art gone, New gods the temples, and new kings the throne. Scotland and thou did each in other live ; 5 Nor wouldst thou her, nor could she thee survive. Farewell, who dying didst support the state, And couldst not fall but with thy country's fate.