Bye-gones: Relating to Wales and the Border CountiesPrinted at the Caxton workd., 1894 |
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Abbey ancient Anglesey Archæological Archdeacon Asaph Bangor bell Bishop borough Bridgnorth buried BYE-GONES called Cardiganshire Carnarvon Castle Celtic century Charles Chester Church churchyard Club Corwen CURRENT NOTES custom daughter David Davies death Denbigh Denbighshire died Dinas Mawddwy Dovaston Earl Edward Eisteddfod Ellesmere England English Evans Flintshire friends Griffith Hall Hanmer Henry Howell Hughes interesting John Jones Lady land late Llan Llanbrynmair Llangedwyn Llangollen Llanidloes Llansilin Lloyd LLYWARCH HEN London Lord Machynlleth married Mayor Meifod Merionethshire Miss Montgomery Montgomeryshire Morris Mytton North Wales Oswestry Oswestry Castle Owen parish Powis present Prince QUERIES record Rector residence Richard Robert Royal Ruthin Saints Salop shire Shrewsbury Shropshire Society stone surnames Thomas Thursday tion took place town Valle Crucis Abbey vicar Wednesday week Welsh Welshpool wife William Wrexham Wynn
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Page 15 - The purest treasure mortal times afford, Is spotless reputation ; that away, Men are but gilded loam, or painted clay. A jewel in a ten times barr'd up chest Is a bold spirit in a loyal breast. Mine honour is my life ; both grow in one ; Take honour from me, and my life is done : Then, dear my liege, mine honour let me try : In that I live, and for that will I die.
Page 422 - A SWARM of bees in May Is worth a load of hay; A swarm of bees in June Is worth a silver spoon; A swarm of bees in July Is not worth a fly.
Page 300 - O'er the grave where our hero we buried We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning ; By the struggling moonbeams' misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Page 16 - It is the land that freemen till, That sober-suited Freedom chose, The land, where girt with friends or foes A man may speak the thing he will...
Page 89 - My sledge and hammer lie reclined, My bellows, too, have lost their wind ; My fire's extinct, my forge decayed, And in the dust my vice is laid. My coal is spent, my iron's gone, My nails are drove, my work is done ; My fire-dried corpse lies here at rest, And, smoke-like, soars up to be bless'd.
Page 4 - One for sorrow, Two for mirth, Three for a wedding, Four for a birth.
Page 145 - Albeit the Dominion Principality and Country of Wales justly and righteously is, and ever hath been incorporated annexed united and subject to and under the Imperial Crown of this Realm as a very Member and Joint of the same...
Page 174 - Wales, the passing bell was tolled for the dying, just as the spirit left the body. This is a very ancient custom, and is mentioned by the Venerable Bede : — " When the bell begins to toll, Lord have mercy on the soul.
Page 12 - From day to day letters are arriving from Wales, by which you may learn that the whole country is lost unless you go there as quick as possible.
Page 140 - ... twere, the mirror up to nature; to shew virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time, his form and pressure.