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Updated: June 12, 2025


I wonder'd what my sleepless nights, my waking eternal thoughts, and slumbering visions of my lovely brother meant: I wonder'd why my soul was continually fill'd with wishes and new desires; and still concluded 'twas for my sister all, 'till I discover'd the cheat by jealousy; for when my sister hung upon your neck, kiss'd, and caress'd that face that I ador'd, oh how I found my colour change, my limbs all trembled, and my blood enrag'd, and I could scarce forbear reproaching you; or crying out, 'Oh why this fondness, brother?

But e'er you go, my dearest Friend and Brother, Now you are sure of all the Joys you wish From Heaven, do not forgetful grow of that great Trust I gave you of all mine; but, like a Friend, Assist me in my great Concern of Love With fair Diana, your lovely Cousin. You know how long I have ador'd that Maid; But still her haughty Pride repell'd my Flame, And all its fierce Efforts. Bel.

It was the feeble Husband you enjoy'd In cold imagination, and no more; Shily you turn'd away faintly resign'd. Sir Cau. Hum, did she so? Gay. Till my Excess of Love betray'd the Cheat. Sir Cau. Ay, ay, that was my Fear. L. Ful. Away, be gone I'll never see you more Gay. You may as well forbid the Sun to shine. Not see you more! Heavens! I before ador'd you, But now I rave!

While Hamer was driving the stake into the ground the procession, slowly coming up to him, continued: 'Our utmost might is all in vain, We straight had been rejected, But for us fights the perfect Man By God Himself elected; Ye ask: Who may He be? The Lord Christ is He! The God, by hosts ador'd, Our great Incarnate Lord, Who all His foes will vanquish.

Thou art not known, where pleasure is ador'd, That reeling goddess, with a zoneless waist And wandering eyes, still leaning on the arm Of Novelty, her fickle, frail support; For thou art meek and constant, hating change, And finding, in the calm of truth-tried love, Joys, that her stormy raptures never yield. Forsaking thee, what shipwreck have we made Of honour, dignity, and fair renown!"

And a meer Scholar is the most unacceptable Companion upon Earth: He is Rude in his Manners, Unpolish'd in his Literature, and generally Ill-Natur'd to the last Degree; he's Company for a very few Persons, and Pleasing to None; his Pride exalts him in Self-Opinion beyond all Mankind: And some of the sucking Tribe of Levi, think the Gown and Cassock alone, Merit a Respect due to the greatest Personages, and that the broad Hat with the Rose should be Ador'd, tho' it covers a thick and brainless Skull.

His angry steed did chide his foaming bit, As much disdaining to the curb to yield: Full jolly knight he seem'd, and fair did sit, As one for knightly jousts and fierce encounters fit. But on his breast a bloody cross he bore, The dear remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweet sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead as living ever him ador'd; Upon his shield the like was also scor'd."

Unjust Alcippus, how dost thou reward me? Alcip. Ah, Madam, I have too much shame to live. Had Heaven preserv'd my Innocence intire, That I with confidence might have ador'd you, Though I had been successless; Yet I had liv'd and hop'd, and aim'd to merit you: But since all hopes of that are taken from me, My Life is but too poor a Sacrifice, To make atonement for my Sins to you. Gal.

Successive additions and alterations have changed the inside arrangement more than the exterior appearance, and it can hardly be said that the house now has any particular floor plan. Probably the latest important changes were made when a stone bearing the following inscription was placed over the study window: It is God above almyty Lord The holy One by me ador'd. John Bartram, 1770.

And on his brest a bloodie crosse he bore, The deare remembrance of his dying Lord, For whose sweete sake that glorious badge he wore, And dead, as living ever, him ador'd: Upon his shield the like was also scor'd, For soveraine hope, which in his helpe he had, Right faithfull true he was in deede and word; But of his cheere did seeme too solemne sad; Yet nothing did he dread, but ever was ydrad.

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