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English Travellers and Italian Brigands: A Narrative of Capture and ..., Volym 1 William John Charles Moens Obegränsad förhandsgranskning - 1866 |
English Travellers and Italian Brigands: A Narrative of Capture and ..., Volym 2 W J C 1833-1904 Moens Ingen förhandsgranskning - 2018 |
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Sida 34 - And a terrible heart-thrill, If you have no power of giving: An arm of aid to the weak, A friendly hand to the friendless, Kind words, so short to speak, But whose echo is endless: The world is wide, — these things are small, They may be nothing, but they are All.
Sida 271 - ... with my stick in both hands, raised it over his head. He shrank back and brought his gun up to his shoulder with an oath. Two or three ran up. I caught hold of him, but at the same time they abused me, and seemed quite taken aback at the idea of a ricattato threatening one of themselves. I told them I walked as well as they did, and I would not be bullied, so it was no use attempting it — that they might kill me if they wished, and the sooner the better. I found this answer capitally, and I...
Sida 268 - ... depths of the street might find themselves pitched out of bed by the sharp corner of a pantechnicon that was determined to be a pantechnicon. A pantechnicon whose ardour is fairly aroused may be capable of surpassing deeds. Whole thoroughfares might crumble before it. As the pantechnicon passed Denry, at the rate of about three and a half miles an hour, he leaped, or rather he scrambled, on to it, losing nothing in the process except his straw hat, which remained a witness at his mother's door...
Sida 166 - It is worthy the observing, that there is no passion in the mind of man so weak, but it mates, and masters, the fear of death : and therefore death is no such terrible enemy, when a man hath so many attendants, about him, that can win the combat of him. Revenge triumphs over death; love slights it; honour aspireth to it; grief flieth to it...
Sida 56 - Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous ; nevertheless, afterwards, it yieldeth the peaceable fruits of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.
Sida 56 - ... some smiling cottage whose beauty had attracted our attention. At every step we take, we are traversing or skirting along some more recent lava bed, whose arid and upheaved...
Sida 155 - ... out to do me honor, and one of them wore no less than twenty-four gold rings, of various sizes and stones, on her hands at the same moment ; others twenty, sixteen, ten, according to their wealth,. To have but one gold chain attached to a watch was considered paltry and mean. Cvrino and Manzo had bunches as thick as an arm suspended across the breasts of their waistcoats, with gorgeous brooches at each fastening. These were sewed on for security ; little bunches of charms were also attached in...
Sida 203 - At the station-house I found a knife in his coat-pocket, and I asked him what he was going to do with it, and he said,
Sida 137 - ... hurried up the steep ascent over the other side for some considerable distance till we were concealed among the trees, and safe from the fire of the troops. I thanked God for my escape from my rescuers, and felt anything but charitably disposed towards their rulers, who ought years ago to have cleared their country from these ruffians, instead of leaving them alone till they carried off an Englishman.
Sida 264 - I always tried to impresa them with the idea that Englishmen never fear to die, and that, if they wished it, they were perfectly welcome to take my life, as it would save me and my friends so much trouble. I felt sure that in a short time they would discontinue trying to frighten me, when they found out that I only laughed at their attempts, and ridiculed them for then- fear of death.