 | 1837 - 1322 páginas
...a pleasant sorrow, with tears as bright and pure as these falling drops, with sighs and murrnurings as sweetly sad as these of the caverned fountain....the stone descending. But there is, it appears to us, something deceptive in this mode of estimating the depth of a pit. Mr. Lee sounded the pit in question... | |
 | 1837 - 660 páginas
...complaining of those plaintive drops doth breathe a sad and woful melancholy into our inmost spirit, a nostalgic longing for the bright and beautiful world...the stone descending. But there is, it appears to us, something deceptive in this mode of estimating the depth of a pit. Mr. Lee sounded the pit in question... | |
 | 1857 - 598 páginas
...crash ! it has reached the bottom. No— hark, it strikes again; once more and again, still falling. Will it never stop ? One's hair begins to bristle...sound repeated, growing less and less, until the ear cao follow it no longer. — Ночи Journal. 248 POLITICS VERSUS LOVE. CONTENTMENT. ВТ W. ШОRТОN,... | |
 | 1857 - 602 páginas
...crash ! it has readied the bottom. No— hark, it strikes again ; once more and again, still falling. Will it never stop > One's hair begins to bristle as he hears the iotmd repeated, growing less and less, until the ear can follow it no longer; — //»••;• Journal.... | |
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... as sweetly sad as these of the caverned fountain. But sweetly sad they sound no more. Down goes a rock, tumbled over the cliff by the guide, who is of opinion that folks come hither to see and hear, not to muse and be melancholy. There it goes —... 