First Lines and Final Resting Place

First line

Resting place

Answer

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.

Wolvercote Oxfordshire

There was no possibility of taking a walk that day

Haworth, West Yorkshire

Is thy face like thy mother's, my fair child! Ada! sole daughter of my house and heart?

Hucknall, Nottinghamshire

My love is like a red red rose

Dumfries

These two very old people are the father and mother of Mr Bucket

Great Missenden, Buckinghamshire

Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough

St Enodoc, Cornwall

I wandered lonely as a cloud

Grasmere, Cumbria

Twilight over meadow and water, the eve-star shining above the hill, and Old Nog the heron crying kra-a-ark! as his slow dark wings carried him down the estuary.

Georgeham, Devon

You will rejoice to hear that no disaster has accompanied the commencement of an enterprise which you have regarded with such evil forebodings.

Bournemouth, Dorset

On an evening in the latter part of May, a middle-aged man was walking homeward from Shaston to the village of Marlott, in the adjoining vale of Blakemoor or Blackmoor.

Stinsford, Dorset

Once upon a time there was a little chimney sweep and his name was Tom.

Eversley, Hampshire

Mr Sherlock Holmes, who was usually very late in the mornings, save upon those not infrequent occasions when he was up all night.....

Minstead, Hampshire

It is a truth universally acknowleged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife

Winchester Cathedral, Hampshire

Roebuck Ramsden is in his study, opening the morning's letters.

Ayot St. Lawrence, Hertfordshire

Serena Staverley was happy at Staverley Court.

Hatfield, Hertfordshire

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of her sails, and was at rest.

Canterbury, Kent

They were not railway children to begin with.

St Mary in the Marsh, Kent

As I walk'd through the wilderness of this world, I lighted on a certain place where was a Den......

Bunhill Fields, London

It all began with William's aunt, who was in a good temper that morning, and gave him a shilling for posting a letter for her......

Eltham, London

In the first part of Robinson Crusoe at page one hundred and twenty nine, you will find it thus written:

Kensal Green, London

The first place that I can well remember was a large pleasant meadow with a pond of clear water in it

Lamas, Norfolk

The circumstances which I am about the relate to my juvenile readers took place in the year 1647.

Langham, Norfolk

Linnet Ridgeway!

Cholsey, Oxfordshire

I returned from the City about three o'clock on that May afternoon pretty well disgusted with life.

Elsfield, Oxfordshire

There were four of us; George and William Samuel Harris, and myself and Montmorency.

Ewelme, Oxfordshire

The mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring-cleaning his little home.

Oxford, Oxfordshire

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen

Sutton Courtenay, Oxfordshire

Mr Sniggs, the Junior Dean, and Mr. Postlethwaite, the Domestic Bursar, sat alone in Mr. Sniggs' room overlooking the garden quad at Scone College.

Combe Florey, Somerset

Those two girls, Constance and Sophia Baines, paid no heed to the manifold interest of their situation, of which, indeed, they had never been conscious.

Burslem, Staffordshire

Colonel Verney's office was on the top floor of a tall building in London.

Brookwood, Surrey

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Resting place

Answer

Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do:

Guildford, Surrey

In wonder when in the world you're going to do anything, Rudolf? said my brother's wife.

Leatherhead, Surrey

Mrs Dalloway said she would buy the flower herself.

Rodmell, East Sussex

Those priviledged to be present at a family festival of the Forsytes have seen that charming and instructive sight.....

Bury, West Sussex

When shall we three meet again, in thunder, lightning or in rain?

Stratford upon Avon, Warwickshire

The scent and smoke and sweat of a casino are nauseating at three in the morning

Sevenhampton, Wiltshire

That Witsun, I was late getting away: Not till about One-twenty on the sunlit Saturday did my three-quarters empty train, pull out...

Hull, East Riding of Yorkshire

I wish either my father or my mother, or indeed both of them, as they were in duty both equally bound to it, had duly considered how much depended upon what they were then doing....

Coxwold, North Yorkshire

Arthur Birling: Giving us the port, Edna?

Hubberholme, North Yorkshire

It was a queer, sultry summer, they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didnt know what I was doing in New York

Heptonstall, West Yorkshire

In that pleasant district of merry England which is watered by the River Don, there extended in ancient times a large forest covering the greater part of the beautiful hills and valleys which lie between Sheffield and the pleasant town of Doncaster

Dryburgh, Borders

I sit in a pitch-pine panelled kitchen-living room with an otter asleep upon its back among the cushions on the sofa......

Sandaig, Highlands

When Count Hulagu Bloot, the tyrant of Bombardy - who loves torturing people and eating peppermint creams and has a copy of How to Win Friends and Influence People in his bookcase......

Harray, Orkney

All children, except one, grow up

Kirriemuir, Tayside

From the bridge of the Island Queen, which three times a week made the voyage between Obaig and the outer islands of the Hebrides.....

Eoligarry, Western Isles

To begin at the beginning.

Laugharne, Carmathenshire

Last night, I dreamt I went to Manderley again

Fowey, Cornwall

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times

Westminster Abbey, London

It was seven o'clock of a very warm evening in the Seeonee hills when Father Wolf woke up from his day's rest, scratched himself, yawned, and spread out his paws one after the other to get rid of the sleepy feeling in their tips

Westminster Abbey, London

Once there were four children whose names were Peter, Susan, Edmond and Lucy

Oxford, Oxfordshire

Once upon a time there were four little rabbits; and their names were Flopsy, Mopsy, Cottontail and Peter.

near Sawrey, Cumbria

Darrell Rivers looked at herself in the glass.

Golders Green, London

The boy with fair hair lowered himself down the last few feet of rock and began to pick his way to the lagoon

Bowerchalke, Wiltshire

One Wednesday afternoon in late September Ann Veronica Stanley came down from London in a state of solemn excitement and quite resolved to have things out with her father that very evening.

Ashes over the Isle of Wight

A squat grey building of only thirty four stories.

Compton, Surrey

Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.

Highgate, London

At noon today I and my white greyhound, Mayflower, set out for a walk into a very beautiful world.......

Swallowfield, Berkshire

I ne'er was struck before that hour, With love so sudden and so sweet, Her face it bloomed like a sweet flower, And stole my heart away complete.

Helpston, Cambridgeshire

"Edith" said Margaret, gently. "Edith!"

Knutsford, Cheshire

I write this sitting in the kitchen sink.

Finchingfield, Essex