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- wide range , ' it is seen to be crowded with unique monumental relics , such as men of modern date had little dreamed of . No where else do the same curious and magnificent remnants of ancient art start into view . Britain has her ...
- wide range , ' it is seen to be crowded with unique monumental relics , such as men of modern date had little dreamed of . No where else do the same curious and magnificent remnants of ancient art start into view . Britain has her ...
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... seen to have peculiar and striking characteristics . They are not hackneyed , like others , but come to us with all the freshness of romance . They are singularly unique ; and , what is not less important , they reveal to us a hitherto ...
... seen to have peculiar and striking characteristics . They are not hackneyed , like others , but come to us with all the freshness of romance . They are singularly unique ; and , what is not less important , they reveal to us a hitherto ...
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... seen stupendous heaps of stone fragments , as far as the eye could reach ; the distance to which they extended , being traversed , was more than eight leagues ! They stretched along the base of the mountain in a con- tinuous range . The ...
... seen stupendous heaps of stone fragments , as far as the eye could reach ; the distance to which they extended , being traversed , was more than eight leagues ! They stretched along the base of the mountain in a con- tinuous range . The ...
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... seen Mitford carried away by the frivolities of fashion , and even culpably straying from the strict path of mo- rality ; but it must not be imagined that his acquaintances consisted alone of those giddy moths , who cease to flutter ...
... seen Mitford carried away by the frivolities of fashion , and even culpably straying from the strict path of mo- rality ; but it must not be imagined that his acquaintances consisted alone of those giddy moths , who cease to flutter ...
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... seen no more . - Hushed is the voice of nature : to her nest The solitary bird hath gone - and naught Save the dark whip - poor - will is heard abroad . The meadow , but an hour ago alive With grazing flocks and herds , and echoing ...
... seen no more . - Hushed is the voice of nature : to her nest The solitary bird hath gone - and naught Save the dark whip - poor - will is heard abroad . The meadow , but an hour ago alive With grazing flocks and herds , and echoing ...
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Side 383 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar — for 'twas trod, Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Side 152 - There was a sound of revelry by night, And Belgium's capital had gathered then Her Beauty and her Chivalry, and bright The lamps shone o'er fair women and brave men. A thousand hearts beat happily ; and when Music arose with its voluptuous swell, Soft eyes looked love to eyes which spake again, And all went merry as a marriage bell ; But hush ! hark ! a deep sound strikes like a rising knell...
Side 333 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Side 86 - I forty stripes save one; thrice was I beaten with rods; once was I stoned; thrice I suffered shipwreck; a night and a day I have been in the deep; in journeying often; in perils of waters; in perils of robbers; in perils by mine own countrymen; in perils by the heathen; in perils in the city; in perils in the wilderness; in perils in the sea; in perils among false brethren...
Side 87 - And when he had thus spoken, he kneeled down, and prayed with them all. And they all wept sore, and fell on Paul's neck, and kissed him, sorrowing most of all for the words which he spake, that they should see his face no more.
Side 495 - In all places, then, and in all seasons, Flowers expand their light and soul-like wings, Teaching us, by most persuasive reasons, How akin they are to human things.
Side 335 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds ! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God...
Side 88 - For unto every one that hath shall be given, and he shall have abundance: but from him that hath not shall be taken away even that which he hath. And cast ye the unprofitable servant into outer darkness : there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth.
Side 334 - Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Side 331 - And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!