The graphic and historical illustrator; an original miscellany of literary, antiquarian, and topographical information, embellished with one hundred and fifty woodcuts (1834) (14802294443)

Identifier: graphichistorica00brayuoft (find matches)
Title: The graphic and historical illustrator; an original miscellany of literary, antiquarian, and topographical information, embellished with one hundred and fifty woodcuts
Year: 1834 (1830s)
Authors: Brayley, E. W. (Edward Wedlake), 1773-1854
Subjects: England -- Antiquities England -- Architecture England -- Description and travel
Publisher: London, Chidley
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN



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hires parted: close where-unto is the House and Parke of a Gentleman of avery ancient and worshipfull ffamily, (Mr. Fortescue); THE GRAPHIC AND HISTORICAL ILLUSTRATOR. 293 and wth in a mile of the City, the seat of an HonbIeJudge: (Speechley, Judge Barkleys.) In that dayes trauell we came by Stratford uponAvon, where, in the Church in that Towne, thereare some Monumts; which Church was built by Arch-bishop Stratford. Those worth obseruing and whchwee tooke notice of were these— A Monument for the E. of Totnes,—& his Lady, yet living-.The Monument of Sr Hugh Clopton, who builtthat strong stone Bridge of 18. fayre Arches,ouer ye Riuer: He was Ld Mayor of London.A neat Monument of that famous English Poet, Mr. Wm Shakespeare, who was borne heere.And one of an old Gentleman a Batchelor, Mr.Combe, vpon whose name the sayd Poet didmerrily Jam vp some witty & facetious verses,wch time would not give vs leaue to sacke vp. (To be continued.^ CASTLETON CASTLE, HIGH PEAK, DERBYSHIRE.
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This Castle rose in Norman Williams reign,And for its master ownd a royal Thane :Then oft the Cave with herald trumpets rang,And echod to the sword andhucklers clans:,Then doughty knights their prowess oft assaydTo gain a smile from some ohdurate maid.Then errant champions met in combat fierce,Or strove the high-suspended ring to pierce:Then high-born dames the happy victors crowndWhile with applauding shouts the hills resound.Then blazond banners deckd th embattled walls,And midnight revelry illumind the halls !Where are they now-! No more the bending lanceBears off the gauntlet. Now the wardens hornNo more awakes the hunters with the morn.No pennon beats the air in scutcheond state ;No gorgeous pageant crowds the massy gate:The rampant nettle now oerspreads the halls ;The mounful ivy mantles on the walls;The portal now admits the straggling sheep,The long grass waves above the ruind keep,The playful breezes whistle thro each cell,Where bats and moping owls, sole tenants dwell, Sad a