First Impressions of England and Its PeopleGould and Lincoln, 1851 - 430 Seiten |
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Hugh Miller. behalf of the Squire's pheasants . When mill - dams give way dur- ing the rains , honest Mat Brambles do not discover , in consequence their affinity to devoted Humphrey Clinkers : there is merely a half- hour's stoppage of ...
Hugh Miller. behalf of the Squire's pheasants . When mill - dams give way dur- ing the rains , honest Mat Brambles do not discover , in consequence their affinity to devoted Humphrey Clinkers : there is merely a half- hour's stoppage of ...
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... give up all thought of visiting Orkney . " I will cross the Border , " I said , " and get into England . I know the humbler Scotch better than most men , I have at least enjoyed better opportunities of knowing them ; but the humbler ...
... give up all thought of visiting Orkney . " I will cross the Border , " I said , " and get into England . I know the humbler Scotch better than most men , I have at least enjoyed better opportunities of knowing them ; but the humbler ...
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... give to himself his own nature , nor any part of it ; that it exists as it is , as independently of his will as our human nature exists as it is independently of ours ; that his moral nature , like his nature in general , is underived ...
... give to himself his own nature , nor any part of it ; that it exists as it is , as independently of his will as our human nature exists as it is independently of ours ; that his moral nature , like his nature in general , is underived ...
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... give himself might not be violated , as to the lapsed race , who might recognize in it their sole hope of restoration and recovery . Man , says the poet , To expiate his treason hath nought left , But to destruction , sacred and devote ...
... give himself might not be violated , as to the lapsed race , who might recognize in it their sole hope of restoration and recovery . Man , says the poet , To expiate his treason hath nought left , But to destruction , sacred and devote ...
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... Give me thy hand , and let me hear . thy voice ; Nay , quickly speak to me , and let me hear Thy voice : my own affrights me with its echoes . ” But though I felt the poetry of the edifice , so little had my Presbyterian education led ...
... Give me thy hand , and let me hear . thy voice ; Nay , quickly speak to me , and let me hear Thy voice : my own affrights me with its echoes . ” But though I felt the poetry of the edifice , so little had my Presbyterian education led ...
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Seite 194 - Tis here with boundless power I reign; And every health which I begin, Converts dull port to bright champagne; Such freedom crowns it at an inn. I fly from pomp, I fly from plate, I fly from falsehood's specious grin! Freedom I love, and form I hate, And choose my lodgings at an inn.
Seite 316 - Time made thee what thou wast, king of the woods; And time hath made thee what thou art — a cave For owls to roost in.
Seite 248 - Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Seite 75 - His glimmering mazes cheer th* excursive sight, Yet turn, ye wanderers, turn your steps aside, Nor trust the guidance of that faithless light; For watchful, lurking, 'mid th' unrustling reed, At those mirk hours the wily monster lies, And listens oft to hear the passing steed, And frequent round him rolls his sullen eyes, If chance his savage wrath may some weak wretch surprise.
Seite 310 - So strong the zeal to immortalize himself Beats in the breast of man, that e'en a few, Few transient years, won from th' abyss abhorr'd Of blank oblivion, seem a glorious prize, And even to a clown. Now roves the eye ; And, posted on this speculative height, Exults in its command. The sheepfold here Pours out its fleecy tenants o'er the glebe.
Seite 188 - Whether to plant a walk in undulating curves, and to place a bench at every turn where there is an object to catch the view; to make water run where it will be heard, and to stagnate where it will be seen ; to leave intervals where the eye will be pleased, and to thicken the plantation where there is something to be hidden ; demands any great powers of mind, I will not enquire: perhaps a sullen and surly speculator may think such performances rather the sport than the business of human reason.
Seite 73 - Sabrina fair, Listen where thou art sitting Under the glassy, cool, translucent wave, In twisted braids of lilies knitting The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair; Listen for dear honour's sake, Goddess of the silver lake, Listen and save! Listen, and appear to us, In name of great Oceanus. By the earthshaking Neptune's mace, And Tethys...
Seite 318 - Stand, never overlook'd our favourite elms, That screen the herdsman's solitary hut; While far beyond, and overthwart the stream, That, as with molten glass, inlays the vale, The sloping land recedes into the clouds; Displaying on its varied side the grace Of hedge-row beauties numberless, square tower, Tall spire, from which the sound of cheerful bells Just undulates upon the listening ear; Groves, heaths, and smoking villages remote.
Seite 140 - Her speech was the melodious voice of Love, Her song the warbling of the vernal grove ; Her eloquence was sweeter than her song, Soft as her heart, and as her reason strong; Her form each beauty of her mind express'd, Her mind was Virtue by the Graces dress'd.
Seite 47 - Looking tranquillity ! It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight ; the tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chilness to my trembling heart.