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Now I am discovering the world once more. England has widened my horizon.
England with all thy faults, I love thee still
My country! and, while yet a nook is left Where English minds and manners may be found, Shall be constrained to love thee.
England! my country, great and free! Heart of the world, I leap to thee!
Graved inside of it, "Italy".
London, thou art the flower of cities all!
the Isle of Wight, with occasional visits to
Chadwickius frenemus,
It is a long way off, sir"
"From what Jane?"
"From England and from Thornfield: and _"
"Well?"
"From you, sir
THERE CAN BE FEW delights in the world as pleasant as a Siracusan spring. The fragrance of the lemon, orange, apricot, almond and peach blossoms pervade the city, enriched by the moist, salty sea breezes. On
Rememberatorium),
Northumberland, thou ladder wherewithal the mounting Bolingbroke ascends my throne.
England is the country where I learned my profession. They are the ones that trained me, they are the ones that believed in me.
it the bloody-brinjal-and-bugger-all. Which is
For a small island [Great Britain], the place is remarkably diverse.
Give that woman an inch and she takes the entire British Isles.
Food of Acheron. (Grave.)
[Lat., Pabulum Acheruntis.]
I come from south Wales. A place called Aberbargoed.
I am the monarch of the sea, The Ruler of the Queen's Navee, Whose praise Great Britain loudly chants And we are his sisters, and his cousins, and his aunts!
It is so beautiful that I am sure it has a long Latin name.
british bombshell" -grant
England was full of words I'd never heard before - streaky bacon, short back and sides, Belisha beacon, serviettes, high tea, ice-cream cornet.
Shropshire, the fatlands of Gloucestershire,
StocktontoMalone
jessamine. Flowering
A seashell should be the crest of England, not only because it represents a power built on the waves, but also the hard finish ofthe men. The Englishman is finished like a cowry or a murex.
Be Briton still to Britain true,
Among oursel's united;
For never but by British hands
Maun British wrangs be righted.
The stately Homes of England,How beautiful they stand!Amidst their tall ancestral trees,O'er all the pleasant land.
If the British Isles had an official vegetable, it would have to be the potato.
Hyacinth. Please forgive me.
Round the boles of the pine-wood the ground-laurel creeps, Unkissed of the sunshine, unbaptized of showers, With buds scarcely swelled, which should burst into flowers!
Poor Britons, there is some good in them after all - they produced an oyster.
My affection hath an unknown bottom, like the Bay of Portugal.
I dedicate this book to the rock of hospitality and liberty, to that portion of old Norman ground inhabited by the noble nation of the sea, to the island of Guernsey, severe yet kind, my present asylum, my probable tomb.
Hapmshire" typo,
My Invented Country; it resembles a heart-shaped paradise.
The world of wonders!
What is your name?" asked Lear.
Caius," said Kent.
And whence do you hail?"
From Bonking, sire."
Well, yes, lad, as do we all," said Lear, "but from what town?
Laurels grow in the Bay of Biscay, I hope a bed of them may be found in the Mediterranean.
England is merely an island of beef swimming in a warm gulf stream of gravy.
Spain, the country for castles in the air!" I
six black Cordelias
beautiful country with spectacular views. As
The lovely daisy, so justly celebrated by European poets, is not a native of our soil; we know it well, however, by cultivation in our gardens and green houses; besides, we are disposed to remember it for the sake of those who have sung its praises in immortal verse.
The extremes of opulence and of want are more remarkable, and more constantly obvious, in [Great Britain] than in any other place that I ever saw.
The sun of her [Great Britain] glory is fast descending to the horizon. Her philosophy has crossed the Channel, her freedom the Atlantic, and herself seems passing to that awful dissolution, whose issue is not given human foresight to scan.
Great Britain be proud, be blessed, be bold! Show the world what are you made of; show them you are made of gold not bronze. Be proud, be blessed,be bold!
You are part of our Great British family.
I adore Britain! It's my favourite country; I love their eccentricity. I find Britain so inspiring.
I love Brits! They are so full of energy and individuality. I am a fan!
Newport, Rhode Island, that breeding place-that stud farm, so to speak-of aristocracy; aristocracy of the American type.
Antipathies, I think
' (she was rather glad there WAS no one listening, this time, as it didn't sound at all the right word) '
but I shall have to ask them what the name of the country is, you know. Please, Ma'am, is this New Zealand or Australia?
Bagby Hot Springs.
My petal.
Westminster's toy had tea issues. Thank Biffy and Lyall. Toodle pip.
A.
Atalanta in Calydon
The late M. Venizelos observed that in all her wars Englandhe should have said Britain, of coursealways wins one battlethe last.
What two ideas are more inseparable than beer and Britannia?
Brittany can hardly claim the attention of the tourist as a superlatively beautiful country. The way in which trees are clipped and tortured out of shape disfigures the sylvan landscape; and of mountain scenery, there is none.
The elms of New England! They are as much a part of her beauty as the columns of the Parthenon were the glory of its architecture.
The country is an archipelago of lakes,
the lake-country of New England.
And there is London!
England's heart and soul. By the proud flowing of her famous Thames, She circulates through countless lands and isles Her greatness; gloriously she rules, At once the awe and sceptre of the world.
Britannia's big enough to count, but remote enough not to matter.
Briarwood is the pretty poison. There is no cure for Briarwood.
UK - that was Britain.
England ... the greatest and the most glorious and beautiful land on earth.
Britain, and my hometown, will always be with me wherever I go and whatever I do - but I prefer to live in California.
This souls'prison we call England.
There is a delicate-looking plant native to North America called bleeding heart.
O Caledonia! stern and wild, Meet nurse for a poetic child! Land of brown heath and shaggy wood; Land of the mountain and the flood!
Left behind as a memory for us.
[Lat., Nobis meminisse relictum.]
In England, it's now Sir Ben. Mister has just disappeared. It's not even on my passport anymore. They've taken Mister away from me.
Now the summer's in prime Wi' the flowers richly blooming, And the wild mountain thyme A' the moorlands perfuming. To own dear native scenes Let us journey together, Where glad innocence reigns 'Mang the braes o' Balquhither.
I'm just a foul-mouthed Brit.
England and Brittany were places one came back from. But America, the colonies, and the Antilles were lost in some unknown region on the other side of the world.
That country whose people are autumn people, thinking only autumn thoughts.
However British you may be, I am more British still.
England? England is in London right?
Italia! O Italia! thou who hast The fatal gift of beauty.
Callipygian. Having shapely buttocks. Nice one, Bridge.
That's how I got my name, you know. The Bonny scot, see?
There is no second country for an Englishman, except a ship and the sea.
Cletus's famous sausage is famous." Cletus's
In that England which I shall see no more. I see Her with a child upon her bosom, who bears my name. I see her father, aged
At a minimum the name should puzzle foreigners - this is a basic requirement of most British institutions - and ideally it should excite long and inconclusive debate, defy all logical explanation, and evoke images that border on the surreal. Among
When I'm in the U.K. I find myself using a lot of Britishisms.
And I will capture your minds with sweet novelty.
[Lat., Dulcique animos novitate tenebo.]
The undiscovered country from whose bourn no traveler returns.
The New World's sons from England's breast we drew
Such milk as bids remember whence we came,
Proud of her past wherefrom our future grew,
This window we inscribe with Raleigh's fame.
Thomasville, North Carolina. A
The perfidious, savage, disdainful, stupid, slothful, inhospitable, stupid English.
Chrysanthemums from gilded argosy
Unload their gaudy senseless merchandise.
Greece, sound, thy Homer's, Rome thy Virgil's name, But England's Milton equals both in fame.
British. My mother
The country blooms - a garden, and a grave.
traditional British tea.
Old England is our home, and Englishmen are we; Our tongue is known in every clime, our flag in every sea.
When people say England, they sometimes mean Great Britain, sometimes the United Kingdom, sometimes the British Isles, - but never England.
Beautiful homes with beautiful flowers
Death,
The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns,
Cadence, n.
I have never lived anywhere but New York or New England, but there are times when I'm talking to you and I hit a Southern vowel, or a word gets caught in a Suthern truncation, and I know it's because I'm swimming in your cadences, that you penetrate my very language.
The British happened to the rest of the world. Now the world happens to Britain.