Merry's Book of Travel and AdventureUncle Merry H. Dayton, 1860 - 240 sider |
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Side 162
... specter up here on the Brocken , and that I can do by climbing that hill , yonder . " แ ' Well , you have some spirit in you , after all , Hans , and I have a mind to go with you . Two are better than one , " cried Peter . 66 ' Yes ...
... specter up here on the Brocken , and that I can do by climbing that hill , yonder . " แ ' Well , you have some spirit in you , after all , Hans , and I have a mind to go with you . Two are better than one , " cried Peter . 66 ' Yes ...
Side 163
... specter was not there . " He never does come out in a clear day , " said Hans , pettishly . " They say he always manages to cover himself with mist and clouds , so you don't see him so plain- ly as we could if we were there now . What a ...
... specter was not there . " He never does come out in a clear day , " said Hans , pettishly . " They say he always manages to cover himself with mist and clouds , so you don't see him so plain- ly as we could if we were there now . What a ...
Side 164
... specter did the same . Hans was frightened . The specter certainly noticed them , and had mocked him . What did it mean ? Without turning his eyes , he leaned over toward his brother , and whispered , " Peter , do you see that ? He saw ...
... specter did the same . Hans was frightened . The specter certainly noticed them , and had mocked him . What did it mean ? Without turning his eyes , he leaned over toward his brother , and whispered , " Peter , do you see that ? He saw ...
Side 165
... specter invisible than when he saw him on the dis- tant mountains , and knew that they were separated by impassable gulfs . So , giving his hand to Peter , he helped him to rise , shaking in every limb . But instead of running , they ...
... specter invisible than when he saw him on the dis- tant mountains , and knew that they were separated by impassable gulfs . So , giving his hand to Peter , he helped him to rise , shaking in every limb . But instead of running , they ...
Side 166
... specter was only a reflection of the person who stood on the other mountain , thrown by the sun on the mists of the Brocken . The relative heights of the two peaks was such , that the first slant rays of the rising sun would glance over ...
... specter was only a reflection of the person who stood on the other mountain , thrown by the sun on the mists of the Brocken . The relative heights of the two peaks was such , that the first slant rays of the rising sun would glance over ...
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Side 224 - My heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not .here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; A-chasing the wild deer, and following the roe — , My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Side 105 - ... me, and perceiving that I was weary and dejected, inquired into my situation, which I briefly explained to her; whereupon, with looks of great compassion, she took up my saddle and bridle, and told me to follow her.
Side 114 - One burnished sheet of living gold, Loch Katrine lay beneath him rolled, In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And island that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light, And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land.
Side 105 - They lightened their labour by songs, one of which was composed extempore; for I was myself the subject of it. It was sung by one of the young women, the rest joining in a sort of chorus. The air was sweet and plaintive, and the words, literally translated, were these. "The winds roared, and the rains fell. The poor white man, faint and weary, came and sat under our tree. He has no mother to bring him milk; no wife to grind his corn.
Side 62 - ... difficulty. My comrade going first, a track, which appeared to him more practicable and shorter than the regular path, led us astray. It was my fault. Ought I to have trusted to a head of twenty years? We sought our way out of the wood while it was yet light; but the more we looked for the path the farther we were off it.
Side 63 - Supper ended, they left us. Our hosts slept below; we on the story where we had been eating. In a sort of platform raised seven or eight feet, where we were to mount by a ladder, was the bed that awaited us — a nest into which we had to introduce ourselves by jumping over barrels filled with provisions for all the year.
Side 63 - That nothing might be omitted that could tend to our destruction, he must, forsooth, play the rich man, promising these folks to pay them well for their hospitality ; and then he must prate about his portmanteau, earnestly beseeching them to take care of it, and put it at the head of his bed, for he wanted no other pillow. Ah, youth, youth ! how art thou to be pitied!
Side 115 - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light ; And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land. High on the south, huge Ben-venue Down...
Side 105 - About sunset, however, as I was preparing to pass the night in this manner, and had turned my horse loose, that he might graze at liberty, a woman, returning from the labours of the field, stopped to observe me, and...
Side 115 - Down to the lake in masses threw Crags, knolls, and mounds, confusedly hurled, The fragments of an earlier world ; A wildering forest feathered o'er His ruined sides and summit hoar, While on the north, through middle air, Ben-an heaved high his forehead bare. xv. From the steep promontory gazed The stranger, raptured and amazed, And,