Letters from Europe, the journal of a tour through Ireland, England, Scotland, France, Italy, and Switzerland, in 1825, '26, and '27, Volume 1 |
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Abbey afforded Ambleside amusement antique appearance arches architecture arrived Arthur's Seat banks battle of Culloden beautiful boat bridge buildings Calton Hill Castle celebrated charming church cliffs coach Crag curiosity declivity descending distance Duke edifice Edinburgh eminence England erected extending favourable Furness Fell garden Gothic Great-Britain green half hall handsome height Highland hills hour hundred feet interesting Inverness Irish sea Keswick kind ladies lake LETTER Liverpool Loch Loch Linnhe Loch Lochy Loch Lomond lofty manufacture Marseilles ment miles monument Moray Firth morning mountains neat New-York night o'clock objects occupied ornaments Paris passed passengers picturesque poet present residence ride rising river road rocks romantic round ruins Rydal Water scene scenery Scotland seat seen shore side situated Skiddaw splendid stands stone stream streets summit taste tion tower town trees Ullswater vale village walk walls whole winds woods
Populaire passages
Pagina 10 - All scatter'd in the bottom of the sea. Some lay in dead men's skulls; and, in those holes Where eyes did once inhabit, there were crept (As 'twere in scorn of eyes,) reflecting gems, That woo'd the slimy bottom of the deep, And mock'd the dead bones that lay scatter'd by.
Pagina 143 - O, father abbot, An old man, broken with the storms of state, Is come to lay his weary bones among ye ; Give him a little earth for charity...
Pagina 370 - Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Pagina 153 - Hucknall is the following inscription: — IN THE VAULT BENEATH, WHERE MANY OF HIS ANCESTORS AND HIS MOTHER ARE BURIED, LIE THE REMAINS OF GEORGE GORDON NOEL BYRON, LORD BYRON, OF ROCHDALE, IN THE COUNTY OF LANCASTER, THE AUTHOR OF "CHILDE HAROLD'S PILGRIMAGE.
Pagina 518 - O'er dust ! a charity their dogs enjoy. What could I do? what succour? what resource? With pious sacrilege, a grave I stole ; With impious piety, that grave I wrong'd ; Short in my duty ; coward in my grief! More like her murderer, than friend, I crept, With soft-suspended step, and, muffled deep In midnight darkness, whisper'd my last sigh. I whisper'd what should echo through their realms ; Nor writ her name, whose tomb should pierce the skies.
Pagina 249 - No sculptured marble here, nor pompous lay, ' No storied urn nor animated bust ;' This simple stone directs pale Scotia's way To pour her sorrows o'er her poet's dust.
Pagina 272 - Others embarked on board a ship on the coast of Buchan, and were conveyed to Norway, from whence they travelled to Sweden. In the month of May, the duke of Cumberland advanced with the army into the Highlands, as far as Fort Augustus, where he encamped; and sent off detachments on all hands, to hunt down the fugitives, and lay waste the country with fire and sword.
Pagina 422 - Ninora-Tal. which is about half a mile in length, and a quarter of a mile in breadth when full, but less than half of that width in the dry season.
Pagina 271 - But the third said ; All haile Makbeth that heereafter shalt be king of Scotland. ' Then Banquho ; What manner of women (saith he) are you, that seeme so little favourable unto me, whereas to my fellow heere besides high offices, ye assigne also the kingdome, appointing foorth nothing for me at all ? Yes...
Pagina 271 - ... when suddenly in the middest of a laund, there met them three women in strange and wild apparel, resembling creatures of elder world, whom when they attentively beheld, wondering much at the sight, the first of them spake and said : — ' All hail Makbeth, thane of Glammis...