A Buckeye Abroad: Or, Wanderings in Europe, and in the OrientG. P. Putnam, 1852 - 444 pagina's |
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Pagina 10
... seems as if a gulf were opening behind you , and your return becoming impossible . How can it be otherwise to us western folk , whose visions have been circumscribed by hills and forests , rivers and plains ? The round " dim inane " of ...
... seems as if a gulf were opening behind you , and your return becoming impossible . How can it be otherwise to us western folk , whose visions have been circumscribed by hills and forests , rivers and plains ? The round " dim inane " of ...
Pagina 11
... seem but one mark ; the land soon fades into a blue sky , and we are afloat ! For the first few hours the fresh air of the salt sea and the novel situation , afford agreeable excitement . The frame qui- vers with a new - born delight ...
... seem but one mark ; the land soon fades into a blue sky , and we are afloat ! For the first few hours the fresh air of the salt sea and the novel situation , afford agreeable excitement . The frame qui- vers with a new - born delight ...
Pagina 16
... seems as if GOD , as he sits upon the circle of the heavens , had by his power carved out a vast liquid gem , variant with lights and shades . The sea , as your eye ap- proaches the edge of the horizon , -- that mysterious 16 OVER THE ...
... seems as if GOD , as he sits upon the circle of the heavens , had by his power carved out a vast liquid gem , variant with lights and shades . The sea , as your eye ap- proaches the edge of the horizon , -- that mysterious 16 OVER THE ...
Pagina 19
... seems to hang only upon the prompture of Faith . The divorce from the old and familiar has begun . Day after day , you are " Borne darkly , fearfully afar , " reaching no shore , and night after night , you hear , by your very pillow ...
... seems to hang only upon the prompture of Faith . The divorce from the old and familiar has begun . Day after day , you are " Borne darkly , fearfully afar , " reaching no shore , and night after night , you hear , by your very pillow ...
Pagina 20
... seem to have been heaped ashore . No footing is found upon which to stand . The rocks impress one strangely , not alone be- cause they form an outline of the isle of our ancestors , but ( we must own it ) because that isle affords our ...
... seem to have been heaped ashore . No footing is found upon which to stand . The rocks impress one strangely , not alone be- cause they form an outline of the isle of our ancestors , but ( we must own it ) because that isle affords our ...
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A Buckeye Abroad: Or, Wanderings in Europe, and in the Orient Samuel Sullivan Cox Volledige weergave - 1852 |
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Populaire passages
Pagina 413 - The moon on the east oriel shone, Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined ; Thou would'st have thought some fairy's hand, "Twixt poplars straight, the osier wand, In many a freakish knot, had twined ; Then framed a spell, when the work was done, And changed the willow wreaths to stone.
Pagina 144 - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...
Pagina 210 - The Scian and the Teian muse, The hero's harp, the lover's lute, Have found the fame your shores refuse; Their place of birth alone is mute To sounds which echo further west Than your sires
Pagina 370 - And who, in time, knows whither we may vent The treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores This gain of our best glory shall be sent, T' enrich unknowing nations with our stores? What worlds in th' yet unformed Occident May come refined with th
Pagina 388 - Witty above her sexe, but that's not all, Wise to Salvation was good Mistris Hall, Something of Shakespeare was in that, but this Wholy of him with whom she's now in blisse. Then, Passenger, ha'st ne're a teare, To weep with her that wept with all ? That wept yet set herself to chere Them up with comforts cordiall.
Pagina 254 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Pagina 203 - God that made the world, and all things therein, seeing that he is Lord of heaven and earth, dwelleth not in temples made with hands...
Pagina 433 - When all is done (he concludes), human life is at the greatest and the best but like a froward child, that must be played with, and humoured a little, to keep it quiet, till it falls asleep, and then the care is over.
Pagina 386 - For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow; and that each heart Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book, Those Delphic lines with deep impression took; Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble with too much conceiving ; And, so sepulchred, in such pomp dost lie, That kings, for such a tomb, would wish to die.
Pagina 382 - I know a bank where the wild thyme blows, Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows, Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine, With sweet musk-roses and with eglantine...