Ward and Lock's (late Shaw's) Pictorial and Historical Guide to the English Lakes, Their Scenery and Associations : with an Introduction by the Poet WordsworthWard, Lock, and Company, 1884 - 229 Seiten |
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abbot Ambleside ascend bank Barrow Baths beautiful Beck BILLIARD Borrowdale Bowness Brathay Bridge Buttermere carriage Castle Chapel charming church coach Coniston Crag cross Crummock Water Cumberland Derwentwater descend Duddon Dungeon Ghyll English Lakes Ennerdale erected Esthwaite Water excursion feet Fell foot Furness Abbey Furness Railways Grasmere Grisedale ground Hall Helvellyn hill Honister Hydropathic Establishment Isle Kendal Keswick Kirkstone Pass Lake district land Langdale Langdale Pikes Lodore London Loughrigg Loughrigg Fell Low Wood miles mountains neighbourhood obtained Pass Patterdale pedestrian Penrith Pike PILLS pretty Proprietor railway station reach residence river road rock Room Rothay route Rydal Rydal Water Scawfell scenery Scotland seen shore side situated Skiddaw steamer stone stream Street Sty Head summit Tarn tourist tower town train traveller Troutbeck Ullswater Ulverston Vale valley village visitors walk wall Wastdale Wastwater Water Westmoreland Windermere Wordsworth Wrynose
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Seite 7 - Loved the church so well, and gave so largely to't, They thought it should have canopied their bones Till doomsday ; but all things have their end : Churches and cities, which have diseases like to men, Must have like death that we have.
Seite 36 - OINTMENT These excellent FAMILY MEDICINES are invaluable in the treatment of all ailments incidental to every HOUSEHOLD. The PILLS PURIFY, REGULATE, and STRENGTHEN the whole system, while the OINTMENT is unequalled for the cure of Bad Legs, Bad Breasts, Old Wounds, Sores, and Ulcers. Possessed of these REMEDIES, every Mother has at once the means of curing most complaints to which herself or Family is liable.
Seite 137 - Not raised in nice proportions was the pile, But large and massy ; for duration built ; With pillars crowded, and the roof upheld By naked rafters intricately crossed, Like leafless underboughs, in some thick wood, All withered by the depth of shade above.
Seite 158 - Upon whose grassless floor of red-brown hue, By sheddings from the pining umbrage tinged Perennially — beneath whose sable roof Of boughs, as if for festal purpose decked With unrejoicing berries — ghostly Shapes May meet at noontide ; Fear and trembling Hope, Silence and Foresight ; Death the Skeleton And Time the Shadow ; — there to celebrate, As in a natural temple scattered o'er With altars undisturbed of mossy stone, United worship ; or in mute repose To lie, and listen to the mountain...
Seite 111 - It was a spot which you may see If ever you to Langdale go ; Into a chasm a mighty block Hath fallen, and made a bridge of rock : The gulf is deep below ; And, in a basin black and small, Receives a lofty waterfall.
Seite vi - CAUTION.— Vice-chancellor Sir W. PAGE WOOD stated that Dr. J. COLLIS BROWNE was, undoubtedly, the Inventor of CHLORODYNE ; that the story of the Defendant, FREEMAN, was deliberately untrue, which, he regretted to say, had been sworn to. — See Times, I3th July, 1864. Sold in Bottles at is. lid., 2s. gd. and 43. 6d. each. None is genuine without the words "Dr. J. COLLIS BROWNE'S CHLORODYNE
Seite 111 - And let the drowsy sacristan Still count as slowly as he can! There is no lack of such, I ween, As well fill up the space between. In Langdale Pike and Witch's Lair, And Dungeon-ghyll so foully rent, With ropes of rock and bells of air Three sinful sextons...
Seite 157 - There is a Yew-tree, pride of Lorton Vale, Which to this day stands single, in the midst Of its own darkness, as it stood of yore : Not loth to furnish weapons for the bands Of Umfraville or Percy ere they marched To Scotland's heaths ; or those that crossed the sea And drew their sounding bows at Azincour, Perhaps at earlier Crecy, or Poictiers.
Seite 17 - Streaming from off the sun like seraph's wings, Now yawns all desolate: now loud, now fainter, The gale sweeps through its fretwork, and oft sings The owl his anthem, where the silenced quire Lie with their hallelujahs quench'd like fire.