The Further Adventures of the Little TravellerJames Blackwood, 1857 - 112 sider |
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Side 10
... heart , and the desire to become something other than a mere scholar became every day more painful to repress . I devoured all the books of travel that my father's library contained , and made myself familiar with the manners and habits ...
... heart , and the desire to become something other than a mere scholar became every day more painful to repress . I devoured all the books of travel that my father's library contained , and made myself familiar with the manners and habits ...
Side 13
... heart and gazed down upon the still waters on which the lights from the shore and the beams of the queen of heaven were contend- ing for the [ mastery . Behind me was the great city , hushed under a cloud of dusky light , and before me ...
... heart and gazed down upon the still waters on which the lights from the shore and the beams of the queen of heaven were contend- ing for the [ mastery . Behind me was the great city , hushed under a cloud of dusky light , and before me ...
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... heart of winter . This universal whiteness , reflecting the light of an unclouded sky - the people in fur - clothing , moving briskly about , and the bells of the noiseless sledges chattering musically everywhere - made up a most ...
... heart of winter . This universal whiteness , reflecting the light of an unclouded sky - the people in fur - clothing , moving briskly about , and the bells of the noiseless sledges chattering musically everywhere - made up a most ...
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... heart swell to the throat as the spectator looks upon them . All about , at first , the visitor sees richly embroidered saddles ; stirrups bright with jewels ; swords blazing with precious stones ; faded satins suggestive of brilliant ...
... heart swell to the throat as the spectator looks upon them . All about , at first , the visitor sees richly embroidered saddles ; stirrups bright with jewels ; swords blazing with precious stones ; faded satins suggestive of brilliant ...
Side 44
George Frederick Pardon. presently the guide points quietly here and there , and the heart sickens . For here , amid the blaze of jewels , the silver horse - shoes , and the golden bridles , are the bloody garments of Gustavus Adolphus ...
George Frederick Pardon. presently the guide points quietly here and there , and the heart sickens . For here , amid the blaze of jewels , the silver horse - shoes , and the golden bridles , are the bloody garments of Gustavus Adolphus ...
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ADVENTURES amusing Annie's Antwerp appear Astyages boats Bocca Tigris BOOK OF BEAUTY breast bright called Canton Canton river Captain Billingsley carried cathedral child China Chinese cloth Cologne coloured CUTHBERT BEDE Cyrus dark dear deck dream Egypt English eyes Fairy fancy father Fcap feet flower French friends gilt edges grew happy heart honour houses hundred island JAMES BLACK JAMES BLACKWOOD JAMES SHERIDAN KNOWLES king land light little Annie LITTLE TRAVELLER London looked Maelar masts miles Mont Blanc morning mother mountains never night North Star numerous Illustrations palace passed Paternoster Row Persia pleasant present Price reader Rhine river round sail sailors Saucy Annie scene ship shore side sketches smiling snow soon spirit story stranger streets style tears tell thought Venetians Venice Verdant Green vessel volume voyage wall watch wind
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Side 57 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand...
Side 103 - THE summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet : 'Twas a piteous sight to see, all around, The grain lie rotting on the ground.
Side 115 - 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 84 - 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...
Side 85 - And there was mounting in hot haste : the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed. And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder peal on peal afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While thronged the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering with white lips — "The foe! They come! they come ! " And wild and high the "Cameron's gathering
Side 85 - And there was mounting in hot haste; the steed, The mustering squadron, and the clattering car, Went pouring forward with impetuous speed, And swiftly forming in the ranks of war; And the deep thunder, peal on peal, afar; And near, the beat of the alarming drum Roused up the soldier ere the morning star; While throng'd the citizens with terror dumb, Or whispering with white lips, "The foe! they come, they come!" And wild and high the
Side 84 - twas but the wind, Or the car rattling o'er the stony street; On with the dance! let joy be unconfined; No sleep till morn, when Youth and Pleasure meet To chase the glowing Hours with flying feet But, hark!
Side 104 - He laid him down and closed his eyes; — But soon a scream made him arise, He started and saw two eyes of flame On his pillow from whence the screaming came.
Side 103 - The poor folk flock'd from far and near ; The great barn was full as it could hold Of women and children, and young and old. Then when he saw it could hold no more, Bishop Hatto he made fast the door ; And while for mercy on Christ they call, He set fire to the barn...
Side 104 - And in at the windows and in at the door, And through the walls by thousands they pour, And down from the ceiling and up through the floor, From the right and the left, from behind and before, From within and without, from above and below, And all at once to the bishop they go.