Pen Pictures of EuropeJ. B. Lippincott & Company, 1874 - 591 páginas |
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... once a glass dish filled with fine sugar - I never eat sugar with porridge - began to chassé with the butter - plate , and fetching up with a rude dos - à- dos , emptied half the sugar into my porridge . There is nothing inanimate on ...
... once a glass dish filled with fine sugar - I never eat sugar with porridge - began to chassé with the butter - plate , and fetching up with a rude dos - à- dos , emptied half the sugar into my porridge . There is nothing inanimate on ...
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... once is not sufficient to give a description of it . returning to our hotel , we found our new quarters in readiness for us . A cheerful parlor fronting the theatre , a bright fire in the grate , and the bedrooms opening into the parlor ...
... once is not sufficient to give a description of it . returning to our hotel , we found our new quarters in readiness for us . A cheerful parlor fronting the theatre , a bright fire in the grate , and the bedrooms opening into the parlor ...
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... once in three months ; hence the rush for seats . A friend was to meet us at the south gate , who knew the verger stationed there , and he would let us in before the regular time for opening the doors . We were punctual , but the friend ...
... once in three months ; hence the rush for seats . A friend was to meet us at the south gate , who knew the verger stationed there , and he would let us in before the regular time for opening the doors . We were punctual , but the friend ...
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... once , and that was in Barnum's old museum . The chanting in St. Paul's is heavenly , and they chant the Psalter faster than many people read , and yet it does not seem the least hurried . The canon preached without notes , and gave us ...
... once , and that was in Barnum's old museum . The chanting in St. Paul's is heavenly , and they chant the Psalter faster than many people read , and yet it does not seem the least hurried . The canon preached without notes , and gave us ...
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... the new heads at Tem- ple Bar , where people make a trade of letting spy - glasses at half a penny a look . " Dr. Johnson once said to Goldsmith , as they were standing in the Poets ' Corner , in Westminster 28 PEN PICTURES OF EUROPE .
... the new heads at Tem- ple Bar , where people make a trade of letting spy - glasses at half a penny a look . " Dr. Johnson once said to Goldsmith , as they were standing in the Poets ' Corner , in Westminster 28 PEN PICTURES OF EUROPE .
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Página 326 - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook His former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in His honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.
Página 94 - O'er Roslin all that dreary night A wondrous blaze was seen to gleam ; 'Twas broader than the watch-fire light, And redder than the bright moonbeam. It glared on Roslin's castled rock, It ruddied all the copse-wood glen ; 'Twas seen from Dryden's groves of oak, And seen from cavern'd Hawthornden.
Página 56 - EPITAPH. ON THE COUNTESS OF PEMBROKE. UNDERNEATH this sable hearse Lies the subject of all verse, Sidney's sister, Pembroke's mother : Death, ere thou hast slain another, Fair, and learned, and good as she, Time shall throw a dart at thee.
Página 107 - HEAR, Land o' Cakes, and brither Scots, Frae Maidenkirk to Johnny Groat's ; If there's a hole in a' your coats, I rede you tent it : A chield's amang you taking notes, And, faith, he'll prent it.
Página 93 - Clair. There are twenty of Roslin's barons bold Lie buried within that proud chapelle; Each one the holy vault doth hold— But the sea holds lovely Rosabelle. And each St Clair was buried there, With candle, with book, and with knell ; But the sea-caves rung, and the wild winds sung, The dirge of lovely Rosabelle ! XXIV.
Página 51 - WILL BEAR, SWIFTNESS IN ERRAND THE STAG'S FEET DECLARE : LOADED HIS LEFT HAND APT TO LABOUR SAITH : THE VEST HIS NEATNESS, OPEN HAND HIS FAITH. GIRT WITH HIS SWORD, HIS SHIELD UPON HIS ARM, HIMSELF AND MASTER HE'LL PROTECT FROM HARM.
Página 88 - The moon on the east oriel shone Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined : Thou wouldst 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.
Página 243 - And enter not into judgment with thy servant: for in thy sight shall no man living be justified.
Página 61 - As many days as in one year there be, So many windows in this church we see; As many marble pillars here appear As there are hours throughout the fleeting year; As many gates as moons one year does view — Strange tale to tell! yet not more strange than true.
Página 188 - Sublime, but neither bleak nor bare Nor misty, are the mountains there, — Softly sublime, profusely fair ! Up to their summits clothed in green And fruitful as the vales between They lightly rise And scale the skies, And groves and gardens still abound, For where no shoot Could else take root The peaks are shelved and terraced round...