One of the thirty: a strange history, ed. [really written] by H. Jennings

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Página 186 - I'Orme, arched Gateway (where Louis Tournay now fights) ; then new drawbridges, dormant-bridges, rampant-bastions, and the grim Eight Towers: a labyrinthic Mass, high-frowning there, of all ages from twenty years to four hundred and twenty ; — beleaguered, in this its last hour, as we said, by mere Chaos come again! Ordnance of all calibres ; throats of all capacities ; men of all plans, every man his own engineer: seldom since the war of Pygmies and Cranes was there seen so anomalous a thing.
Página 324 - Within were stairs that scaled the eternities above, that descended to the eternities below: above was below, below was above, to the man stripped of gravitating body: depth was swallowed up in height insurmountable, height was swallowed up in depth unfathomable. Suddenly as thus they rode from infinite to infinite, suddenly as thus they tilted over abysmal worlds, a mighty cry arose — that systems more mysterious, worlds more billowy — other heights, and other depths — were dawning, were nearing,...
Página 324 - ... by spans — that seemed ghostly from infinitude. Without measure were the architraves, past number were the archways, beyond memory the gates. Within were stairs that scaled the eternities below ! Above was below, below was above, to the man stripped of gravitating body ; depth was swallowed up in height insurmountable, height was swallowed up in depth unfathomable.
Página 96 - Louis-Quatorze gimcracks, and old china, park hacks, and splendid high-stepping carriage horses — all the delights of life, I say — would go to the deuce if people did but act upon their silly principles, and avoid those whom they dislike and abuse. Whereas, by a little charity and mutual forbearance, things are made to go on pleasantly enough.
Página 186 - And so it lashes and it roars. Cholat, the wine-merchant, has become an impromptu cannoneer. See Georget, of the Marine Service, fresh from Brest, ply the King of Siam's cannon. Singular (if we were not used to the like) : Georget lay, last night, taking his ease at his inn ; the King of Siam's cannon also lay, knowing nothing of him, for a hundred years. Yet now, at the right instant, they have got together, and discourse eloquent music. For, hearing what was toward, Georget sprang from the Brest...
Página 323 - God called up from dreams a man into the vestibule of heaven, saying — ' Come thou hither, and see the glory of my house.' And to the servants that stood around his throne he said, — 'Take him, and undress him from his robes of flesh : cleanse his vision, and put a new breath into his nostrils: only touch not with any change his human heart — the heart that weeps and trembles.
Página 184 - deputations of citizens" have been here, passionate for arms; whom De Launay has got dismissed by soft speeches through port-holes. Towards noon, Elector Thuriot de la Rosiere gains admittance; finds De Launay indisposed for surrender; nay disposed for blowing up the place rather. Thuriot mounts with him to the battlements: heaps of paving-stones, old iron and missiles lie piled; cannon all duly levelled; in every embrasure a cannon, —only drawn back a little!
Página 185 - ... from the fortress, let one great gun, with its grapeshot, go booming, to show what we could do. The Bastille is besieged ! On, then, all Frenchmen that have hearts in...
Página 191 - Morgana revelation as of human life still subsisting, in submarine asylums sacred from the storms that torment our upper air. Thither, lured by the loveliness of cerulean depths, by the peace of human dwellings privileged from molestation, by the gleam of marble altars sleeping in everlasting sanctity, oftentimes in dreams did I and the Dark Interpreter cleave the watery veil that divided us from her streets. We looked into...
Página 191 - This city, therefore, like a mighty galleon with all her apparel mounted, streamers flying, and tackling perfect, seems floating along the noiseless depths of ocean; and oftentimes in glassy calms, through the translucid atmosphere of water that now stretches like an air-woven awning above the silent encampment, mariners from every clime look down into her courts and terraces, count her gates, and number the spires of her churches. She is one ample cemetery, and has been for many a year; but in the...

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