The Old World and the New: Or, A Journal of Reflections and Observations Made on a Tour in Europe, Band 1Harper & Brothers, 1836 |
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... ruins , flanked by four immense round towers , is a sublime object . This castle , which also " frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood , " brought to mind Gray's ode , where the ghosts of the ancient Welsh harpers are repre- sented as ...
... ruins , flanked by four immense round towers , is a sublime object . This castle , which also " frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood , " brought to mind Gray's ode , where the ghosts of the ancient Welsh harpers are repre- sented as ...
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... on to Holyhead . At Caernarvon is another old castle of Edward I. in ruins : the town too , like Conway , is surrounded by a wall with towers . The walls of the castle * Mrs. Hemans . are very thick , in some places ten feet .
... on to Holyhead . At Caernarvon is another old castle of Edward I. in ruins : the town too , like Conway , is surrounded by a wall with towers . The walls of the castle * Mrs. Hemans . are very thick , in some places ten feet .
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... ruins - without reading on it a whole history of human affections ? The hearthstone seems everywhere like a tablet of the heart . But here kings and nobles have come , with the tramp of horses , and the blast of trumpets , and the ring ...
... ruins - without reading on it a whole history of human affections ? The hearthstone seems everywhere like a tablet of the heart . But here kings and nobles have come , with the tramp of horses , and the blast of trumpets , and the ring ...
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... ruins of the Castle of Dunluce , on this coast , a little above the Causeway . It stands upon , and completely covers , a small island which is about twenty feet from the shore , and is now permanently joined to it by a stone bridge for ...
... ruins of the Castle of Dunluce , on this coast , a little above the Causeway . It stands upon , and completely covers , a small island which is about twenty feet from the shore , and is now permanently joined to it by a stone bridge for ...
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... ruins are to other dwellings . As you traverse some of those streets - the High- street , and Canongate , and the Cowgate - whose houses risc like towers , six or seven stories high , on EDINBURGH - OLD TOWN . 59 either side , and 58 ...
... ruins are to other dwellings . As you traverse some of those streets - the High- street , and Canongate , and the Cowgate - whose houses risc like towers , six or seven stories high , on EDINBURGH - OLD TOWN . 59 either side , and 58 ...
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Alps America amid appearance beautiful beneath bosom building built by-the-by castle cathedral certainly Chamouni chapel Charles the Bold Christianity church clouds coach colour cottages dark deep dress Edinburgh Old Town Eiger England feel feet high field Geneva give Gothic ground Haddon Hall heard heart height hills houses human hundred feet immense Jungfrau lake Lake Maggiore Lake of Geneva land Lauterbrunnen Llanberis look Lord Grosvenor manners mass Melrose Abbey Menai Bridge mighty miles mind Mont Blanc morning moun mountains never Old World paintings passed pinnacles political precipice religion religious Rhine ride Righi rising road ruins scarcely scene scenery Schaffhausen seat seemed seen shore side Simplon spot stone streets striking stupendous sublime Swiss Switzerland tain things thought thousand Thun tion to-day towers town travellers trees valley village visited walk walls Wengernalp whole Windsor Castle women
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Seite 137 - One morn I miss'd him on the custom'd hill, Along the heath, and near his favourite tree ; Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he. ' The next with dirges due in sad array Slow thro' the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Seite 137 - The breezy call of incense-breathing Morn, The swallow twittering from the straw-built shed, The cock's shrill clarion, or the echoing horn, No more shall rouse them from their lowly bed...
Seite 93 - Above all, was the clear sky, looking almost cold, it looked so pure, along the horizon — but warmed in the region a little higher, with the vermilion tints of the softest sunset. I am persuaded that the world might be travelled over without the sight of one such spectacle as this — and all owing to the circumstances — the time — the hour. It was perhaps not the least of those circumstances influencing the scene, that it was an hour passed in one of his own holy retreats, with Wordsworth...
Seite 230 - Yet a few days, and thee The all-beholding sun shall see no more In all his course, nor yet in the cold ground Where thy pale form was laid with many tears, Nor in the embrace of ocean, shall exist Thy image.
Seite 82 - 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...
Seite 88 - He remarked afterward that although he was known to the world only as a poet, he had given twelve hours' thought to the condition and prospects of society, for one to poetry.
Seite 137 - One morn, I missed him on the customed hill, Along the heath, and near his favorite tree: Another came ; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he: "The next, with dirges due, in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne : — Approach and read (for tbou canst read ) the lay 'Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Seite 93 - The fading light trembled upon the bosom of the waters, which were here slightly ruffled, and there lay as a mirror to reflect the serenity of heaven. The dark mountains lay beyond, with every varying shade that varying distance could give them. The farthest ridges were sowed with light, as if it were resolved into separate particles and showered down into the darkness below, to make it visible. The mountain side had a softness of shadowing upon it, such as I never saw before, and such as no painting...
Seite 91 - ... they neutralised and balanced each other. I admitted, however, that there was danger; that all popular institutions involved danger; that freedom was a trust, and a perilous trust. Still I insisted that this was only an instance of a general principle; that all probation was perilous; that the greatest opportunity was always the greatest peril. I maintained, also, that think as we might of political liberty, there was no helping it; that in the civilized world, the course of opinion was irresistibly...