My Old Portfolio; Or, Tales and SketchesSmith, Elder, and Company, 1832 - 310 sidor |
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... delightful morning in May we crossed the floating bridge at that city , and gained the heights on the left bank of the Seine . We shall be dead to every feeling of the beautiful in nature , when we forget the view which then burst upon ...
... delightful morning in May we crossed the floating bridge at that city , and gained the heights on the left bank of the Seine . We shall be dead to every feeling of the beautiful in nature , when we forget the view which then burst upon ...
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... delightful spot to spread their table - cloth in the valley of Grindelwald , and having produced their cold fowls and their Johannisberg , are quite en- raptured with the surrounding scenery , and pro- digiously hungry , and all very ...
... delightful spot to spread their table - cloth in the valley of Grindelwald , and having produced their cold fowls and their Johannisberg , are quite en- raptured with the surrounding scenery , and pro- digiously hungry , and all very ...
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... delightful , when he stepped over a pre- cipice , and had just time to wonder what he had done with himself , before he was dashed into frag- ments , like the wave of a descending cataract . The consequence was , that he never wrote ...
... delightful , when he stepped over a pre- cipice , and had just time to wonder what he had done with himself , before he was dashed into frag- ments , like the wave of a descending cataract . The consequence was , that he never wrote ...
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... delighted because others are delighted . The great mob of persons who visit Italy have about as much soul as their portmanteaus . Their impudence in going thither , where they have no more right to be than in the garden of the ...
... delighted because others are delighted . The great mob of persons who visit Italy have about as much soul as their portmanteaus . Their impudence in going thither , where they have no more right to be than in the garden of the ...
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... delight , not unsanctified with a touch of awe , you may as well come back to Edinburgh with all expedition , drink seven bottles of port at a sitting , and be found dead in your bed next morning . Hark ! there is thunder among the ...
... delight , not unsanctified with a touch of awe , you may as well come back to Edinburgh with all expedition , drink seven bottles of port at a sitting , and be found dead in your bed next morning . Hark ! there is thunder among the ...
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My Old Portfolio, Or, Tales and Sketches /by Henry Glassford Bell Henry Glassford Bell Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1832 |
My Old Portfolio: Or, Tales and Sketches: by Henry Glassford Bell Henry Bell Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2017 |
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Sida 155 - Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep, — that death is slumber, And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and live. — I look on high; Has some unknown omnipotence unfurled The veil of life and death? or do I lie In dream, and does the mightier world of sleep Spread far around and inaccessibly Its circles?
Sida 201 - And standest undecayed within our presence, Thou wilt hear nothing till the Judgment morning, When the great trump shall thrill thee with its warning.
Sida 137 - The many men, so beautiful! And they all dead did lie: And a thousand thousand slimy things Lived on; and so did I.
Sida 5 - Tasting of Flora and the country green, Dance, and Provencal song, and sunburnt mirth! O for a beaker full of the warm south, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth ; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim.
Sida 87 - Turningvort was a man of speculative as well as practical science, and there was a favourite discovery which he had long been endeavouring to make, and in accomplishing which he imagined he had at last succeeded that very morning. Like all other manufacturers of terrestrial legs, he had ever found the chief difficulty in his progress towards perfection to consist in its being...
Sida 122 - Fitzclarence."— Julia's cheeks grew first as white as her brow, and then as red as her lips. As soon as breakfast was over, she retired to her own apartment, whither we must, for once, take the liberty of following her. She sat herself down before her mirror, and deliberately took from her hair a very tasteful little knot of fictitious flowers, which she had fastened in it when she rose. One naturally expected that she was about to replace this ornament with something more splendid — a few jewels,...
Sida 91 - I may walk. Don't stand gaping there, but come out and relieve me, or I shall be out of sight, and you will not be able to overtake me." The mechanician grew very pale ; he was evidently not prepared for this new difficulty. He lost not a moment, however, in following the merchant to do what he could towards extricating him from so awkward a predicament. The merchant, or rather the merchant's leg, was walking very quick, and Turningvort, being an elderly man, found it no easy matter to make up to...