An excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also A sail down the river Medway, July, 1811. To which is annexed, a Journal of a trip to Paris, in the autumn of 1816, by John Evans, jun |
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The orangery or green - house , the temple of the sun , the physic or exotic
garden , the flower garden , the marquees , the temples of Bellona and of Æolus ,
the house of Confucius , the temple of Victory , but above all , the GREAT
PAGODA ...
The orangery or green - house , the temple of the sun , the physic or exotic
garden , the flower garden , the marquees , the temples of Bellona and of Æolus ,
the house of Confucius , the temple of Victory , but above all , the GREAT
PAGODA ...
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15 The humble roof , the garden ' s scanty line , III suit the genius of the Bard
divine ; But Fancy now displays a fairer scope , And Stanhope ' s plans unfold the
soul of Pope . Not only was the house thus improved , but the lawn was enlarged
...
15 The humble roof , the garden ' s scanty line , III suit the genius of the Bard
divine ; But Fancy now displays a fairer scope , And Stanhope ' s plans unfold the
soul of Pope . Not only was the house thus improved , but the lawn was enlarged
...
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These gardens reminded me of Eden , the abode of our first parents , which , if
we believe Milton , had every thing to ... A Garden , ” says Lord BACON , “ is the
purest of human pleasures ; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man ...
These gardens reminded me of Eden , the abode of our first parents , which , if
we believe Milton , had every thing to ... A Garden , ” says Lord BACON , “ is the
purest of human pleasures ; it is the greatest refreshment to the spirits of man ...
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In one of the Lodges , at the entrance to the Garden , which is fitted up as a small
Café , we took some slight refreshment previous to walking round the garden .
The first department that we visited was the fine collection of ANIMALS , to which
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In one of the Lodges , at the entrance to the Garden , which is fitted up as a small
Café , we took some slight refreshment previous to walking round the garden .
The first department that we visited was the fine collection of ANIMALS , to which
...
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From the roof we had a very fine view of the City ; to the left , the gilt dome of the
Invalids ; a little more to the right , the Tuilleries and Louvre in the distance ; in
front of us the nearer space was occupied by the Garden of the Luxembourg , the
...
From the roof we had a very fine view of the City ; to the left , the gilt dome of the
Invalids ; a little more to the right , the Tuilleries and Louvre in the distance ; in
front of us the nearer space was occupied by the Garden of the Luxembourg , the
...
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Seite 328 - Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill: But their strong nerves at last must yield; They tame but one another still: Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death.
Seite 378 - Phoebus lifts his golden fire : The birds in vain their amorous descant join, Or cheerful fields resume their green attire. These ears, alas ! for other notes repine ; A different object do these eyes require ; My lonely anguish melts no heart but mine ; And in my breast the imperfect joys expire...
Seite 374 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful ! I linger yet with Nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learn'd the language of another world.
Seite 120 - Me, let the tender office long engage, To rock the cradle of reposing age, With lenient arts extend a mother's breath, Make languor smile, and smooth the bed of death, Explore the thought, explain the asking eye, And keep awhile one parent from the sky...
Seite 367 - THE curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea, The ploughman homeward plods his weary way, And leaves the world to darkness and to me. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that, from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain, Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient...
Seite 21 - I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains.
Seite 428 - O'er the grave where our hero we buried. We buried him darkly at dead of night, The sods with our bayonets turning; By the struggling moonbeam's misty light And the lantern dimly burning.
Seite 428 - By the struggling moonbeam's misty light, And the lantern dimly burning. No useless coffin enclosed his breast, Not in sheet nor in shroud we wound him; But he lay like a warrior taking his rest, With his martial cloak around him.
Seite 407 - From wandering on a foreign strand? If such there breathe, go mark him well; For him no minstrel raptures swell; High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim, Despite those titles, power and pelf, The wretch concentred all in self, Living, shall forfeit fair renown, And, doubly dying, shall go down To the vile dust from whence he sprung, Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.
Seite 351 - Windsor's heights th' expanse below Of grove, of lawn, of mead survey, Whose turf, whose shade, whose flowers among Wanders the hoary Thames along His silver-winding way.
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| Titel | An excursion to Windsor, in July 1810. Also A sail down the river Medway, July, 1811. To which is annexed, a Journal of a trip to Paris, in the autumn of 1816, by John Evans, jun |
| Autor/in | John Evans |
| Veröffentlicht | 1817 |
| Original von | Oxford University |
| Digitalisiert | 16. März 2007 |
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