History and characteristics of Bishop AucklandW.J. Cummins, 1872 - 194 strani |
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acres aforesaid afterwards amongst Andrew's Auckland appointed Auckland Castle Barrington Binchester Bishop Auckland Bishop of Durham Bondgate Bowser building burgage burial buried Byers Green called chapel charity churchwardens Claxton Cosin Coundon County of Durham custom Darlington daughter death December Earl England erected Faber feet find the following Free Grammar School Gaunless George governors granted Hall held Henry Hodgson horses Howard Wilkinson Hunwick inhabitants John John Longstaffe land London Lord Lord's Manor master meeting messuages neighbourhood Newcastle Newton Cap North Auckland paid parish Park persons poor possession present purpose Ralph received record Registers of St rent residence river Wear road Robert Roman says School of King Shildon side Spennymoor steward stone Street successors tenements Thomas town Trotter trustees village Weardale West Auckland whilst wife Wilkinson William Witton Park Wolsingham Wren
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Stran 17 - Well, well, Master Kingston," quoth he, "I see the matter against me how it is framed; but if I had served God as diligently as I have done the king, he would not have given me over in my grey hairs.
Stran 17 - He was a scholar, and a ripe and good one ; Exceeding wise, fair-spoken and persuading : Lofty and sour to them that loved him not, But to those men that sought him, sweet as summer.
Stran 57 - To guard a title that was rich before, To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, To throw a perfume on the violet...
Stran 49 - As you are now so once was I; As I am now, so you must be Prepare for death and follow me.
Stran 171 - Here's flowers for you; Hot lavender, mints, savory marjoram ; The marigold, that goes to bed with the sun, And with him rises weeping ; these arc flowers Of middle summer, and, I think, they arc given To men of middle age.
Stran 56 - There is a spot of earth supremely blest, A dearer, sweeter spot than all the rest...
Stran 87 - Come, thou shalt form my nosegay now, And I will bind thee round my brow; And as I twine the mournful wreath, I'll weave a melancholy song: And sweet the strain shall be, and long, The melody of death.
Stran 95 - You must have heard many tales on this subject ; but if ever there was a good Christian, without knowing himself to be so, it was Dr. Garth.
Stran 106 - Men's death I tell by doleful knell ; Lightning and thunder I break asunder ; On Sabbath all to church I call ; The sleepy head I raise from bed ; The winds so fierce I do disperse ; Men's cruel rage I do assuage.