The Hardy Country: Literary Landmarks of the Wessex NovelsA. and C. Black, 1904 - 318 Seiten |
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Abbey ancient beautiful Bere Regis Blackmore Blandford Bournemouth brick bridge Bridport building built called Casterbridge cathedral century Cerne Abbas character choir church Corfe Castle cottages Countess of Wessex D'Urbervilles Dorchester Dorset Dorsetshire Earl effigy England erected Ethelberta farm Frome Gothic hand harbour Hardy Country Hardy's High Street Hill INGOLDSBY Jude King landmark Lane literary looking Lord Lulworth Cove manor manor-house mansion Marnhull Mayor mediæval Melbury Melcombe miles Milton Abbas Minterne Minterne Magna modern neighbouring once parish picturesque Piddletown Poole Portland Poxwell Purbeck quarries railway residence road Roman roof ruin rustic Salisbury Saxon scene seen Shaftesbury Shapwick Sherborne side spot stands stone story Stour Sturminster Sturminster Marshall Sturminster Newton style Swanage Tess thatched things Tincleton tower town trees Trumpet Major Turberville Vale valley village walls Wareham Weatherbury Weymouth whence White Hart WIMBORNE MINSTER Winterborne Woodlanders
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Seite 129 - Pray, do not mock me: I am a very foolish fond old man, fourscore and upward, not an hour more nor less; and, to deal plainly, I fear I am not in my perfect mind.
Seite 129 - The face of the heath by its mere complexion added half an hour to evening ; it could in like manner retard the dawn, sadden noon, anticipate the frowning of storms scarcely generated, and intensify the opacity of a moonless midnight to a cause of shaking and dread.
Seite 129 - In fact, precisely at this transitional point of its nightly roll into darkness the great and particular glory of the Egdon waste began, and nobody could be said to understand the heath who had not been there at such a time.
Seite 197 - ... like a map beneath him, a country differing absolutely from that which he has passed through. Behind him the hills are open, the sun blazes down upon fields so large as to give an unenclosed character to the landscape, the lanes are white, the hedges low and plashed,* the atmosphere colourless. Here, in the valley, the world seems to be constructed upon a smaller and more delicate scale...
Seite 17 - In the valley beneath lay the city they had just left, its more prominent buildings showing as in an isometric drawing - among them the broad cathedral tower, with its Norman windows and immense length of aisle and nave, the spires of St Thomas's, the pinnacled tower of the College, and, more to the right, the tower and gables of the ancient hospice, where to this day the pilgrim may receive his dole of bread and ale. Behind the city swept the rotund upland of St Catherine's Hill; further off, landscape...
Seite 64 - Casterbridge announced old Rome in every street, alley, and precinct. It looked Roman, bespoke the art of Rome, concealed dead men of Rome. It was impossible to dig more than a foot or two deep about the town fields and gardens without coming upon some tall 61 soldier or other of the Empire, who had lain there in his silent unobtrusive rest for a space of fifteen hundred years.
Seite 236 - The vast porches at the sides, lofty enough to admit a waggon laden to its highest with corn in the sheaf, were spanned by heavy-pointed arches of stone, broadly and boldly cut, whose very simplicity was the origin of a grandeur not apparent in erections where more ornament has been attempted. The dusky, filmed, chestnut roof, braced and tied in by huge collars, curves, and diagonals, was far nobler in design, because...
Seite 164 - ... enduring; and withal singularly colossal and mysterious in its swarthy monotony. As with some persons who have long lived apart, solitude seemed to look out of its countenance. It had a lonely face, suggesting tragical possibilities. This obscure, obsolete, superseded country figures in Domesday. Its condition is recorded therein as that of heathy, furzy, briary wilderness - 'Bruaria'.
Seite 58 - By daylight, the bower of Oak's newfound mistress, Bathsheba Everdene, presented itself as a hoary building, of the early stage of Classic Renaissance as regards its architecture, and of a proportion which told at a glance that, as is so frequently the case, it had once been the memorial hall upon a small estate around it...
Seite 53 - Over the door was a stone tablet, bearing, apparently, letters or words ; but the inscription, whatever it was, had been smoothed over with a plaster of lichen. Here stood this aspiring piece of masonry, erected as the most conspicuous and ineffaceable reminder of a man that could be thought of; and yet the whole aspect of the memorial betokened forgetfulness.