... Ward was severe on the Metropolis. “Even London,” he said, was a very wicked place, where there were more blackguards than blackberries. A friend of his had been to Loudon, and went to the i theatre, although the Rev. Thomas Best (who i used to preach annually ...

... the angle of a field • but when the foundation stone was laid, the ground around had been waste land, growing gorse and blackberry hushes. Now-a-days, In glummer time the purple clover pressed up dome to its plain brick wade, and it could only be approached ...