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Observations Made In A Visit To The Tombs Of Westminster Abbey, In December. 1784,
trumpet . The defunct is represented as rising from the grave , with astonishment in his face , and opens a curtain to see what is the matter . Some Westminster wag wrote under the figure , . . *¦ Lie still , if you ' re wise ; You'll be damn'd if you rise . A monument belonging to a lady of the name of Nightingale is
affecting . She is represented in a drooping posture ; her husband supports her with his left hand , while with his right he endeavours to ward off the dart which death is attempting to throw , as he rises out of his cave . ' ' ' The two Ambassadors whose remains were arrested for debt lie iu one of the chapels on the floor in ragged and dirty coffins . They
found a place in this temple of fame by cheating the world . I considered myself as surrounded by the most extraordinary personages that ever existed ; the collection of ages . Wherever the eye turned , it fixednpon something great . While I attentively surveyed their features in relief , I contemplated their characters , and reviewed the history of their lives printed in memory . I was sorry , however
, that I could enumerate a long catalogue of illustrious names which I could not find there . Entering the eastern part of the Abbey , a person , who , like Matthew , sat at the receipt of custom , demanded sixpence . Three or four strangers entering at that instant , he led us the same round , with the same set of words and tone of voice that serve for every day in the
year . We came out together , but with different sensations ; their appetites seemed satisfied ; mine , from a taste , was become keener . I repeated the moderate fee , and observed to our conductor , I would take a second view without troubling him , and wished to be left to my own reflections . He willingly consented . I returned to the dead with that relish with which a man , recovering from sickness , returns to the living .
HENRY THE SEVENTH ' S CHAPE £ . About twelve marble steps lead us into this Chapel , which is inconceivably noble , consistingof one room , 99 feet long , 66 wide , and 54 high , divided by two rows of pillars into a nave , and two side aisles . The gates leading into this royal dormitory are of brass , and as curious as art can make them . Many other parts , particularly the ceiU
ing , are equally curious . Of all the lovers of money among the fifty kings , since England rose into monarchy , Henry was the greatest . His delight was to collect it . He pretended to want money for every occasion , except that for which he really wanted it ; to keep it b y him . He coveted what he never wished to use ; and at his decease left more than any
other monarch . Yet , with this extreme penurious temper , no man was ever so lavish in sepulchral expellees . All the generous part of his life was swal-
Note: This text has been automatically extracted via Optical Character Recognition (OCR) software.
Observations Made In A Visit To The Tombs Of Westminster Abbey, In December. 1784,
trumpet . The defunct is represented as rising from the grave , with astonishment in his face , and opens a curtain to see what is the matter . Some Westminster wag wrote under the figure , . . *¦ Lie still , if you ' re wise ; You'll be damn'd if you rise . A monument belonging to a lady of the name of Nightingale is
affecting . She is represented in a drooping posture ; her husband supports her with his left hand , while with his right he endeavours to ward off the dart which death is attempting to throw , as he rises out of his cave . ' ' ' The two Ambassadors whose remains were arrested for debt lie iu one of the chapels on the floor in ragged and dirty coffins . They
found a place in this temple of fame by cheating the world . I considered myself as surrounded by the most extraordinary personages that ever existed ; the collection of ages . Wherever the eye turned , it fixednpon something great . While I attentively surveyed their features in relief , I contemplated their characters , and reviewed the history of their lives printed in memory . I was sorry , however
, that I could enumerate a long catalogue of illustrious names which I could not find there . Entering the eastern part of the Abbey , a person , who , like Matthew , sat at the receipt of custom , demanded sixpence . Three or four strangers entering at that instant , he led us the same round , with the same set of words and tone of voice that serve for every day in the
year . We came out together , but with different sensations ; their appetites seemed satisfied ; mine , from a taste , was become keener . I repeated the moderate fee , and observed to our conductor , I would take a second view without troubling him , and wished to be left to my own reflections . He willingly consented . I returned to the dead with that relish with which a man , recovering from sickness , returns to the living .
HENRY THE SEVENTH ' S CHAPE £ . About twelve marble steps lead us into this Chapel , which is inconceivably noble , consistingof one room , 99 feet long , 66 wide , and 54 high , divided by two rows of pillars into a nave , and two side aisles . The gates leading into this royal dormitory are of brass , and as curious as art can make them . Many other parts , particularly the ceiU
ing , are equally curious . Of all the lovers of money among the fifty kings , since England rose into monarchy , Henry was the greatest . His delight was to collect it . He pretended to want money for every occasion , except that for which he really wanted it ; to keep it b y him . He coveted what he never wished to use ; and at his decease left more than any
other monarch . Yet , with this extreme penurious temper , no man was ever so lavish in sepulchral expellees . All the generous part of his life was swal-