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The Coasts of Devon and Lundy Island: Their Towns, Villages, Scenery ...
John Lloyd Warden Page
Попередній перегляд недоступний - 2016
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Сторінка 121 - The glories of our birth and state Are shadows, not substantial things; There is no armour against fate ; Death lays his icy hands on kings ; Sceptre and crown Must tumble down, And in the dust be equal made With the poor crooked scythe and spade.
Сторінка 32 - Imagine a narrow vale between two ridges of hills somewhat steep, the southern hill turfed, the vale, which runs from east to west, covered with huge stones, and fragments of stone among the fern that fills it ; the northern ridge completely bare, excoriated of all turf and all soil, the very bones and skeleton of the earth ; rock reclining upon rock, stone piled upon stone, a huge terrific mass.
Сторінка 32 - J skeleton of the earth ; rock reclining upon rock, stone piled upon stone, a huge, terrific mass. A palace of the preAdamite kings, a city of the Anakim, must have appeared so shapeless and yet so like the ruins of what had been shaped after the waters of the flood subsided.
Сторінка 263 - Great Drake, whose shippe about the worlde's wide waste In three years did a golden girdle cast, Who with fresh streams refresht this Towne that first Though kist with waters, yet did pine for thirst. Who both a Pilote and a Magistrate Steered in his turne the shippe of Plymouthe's state. This little table shewes his face whose worth The worlde's wide table hardly can sett forth.
Сторінка 351 - The rounded hills slope gently to the sea, spotted with squares of emerald grass, and rich red fallow fields, and parks full of stately timber trees. Long lines of tall elms, just flushing green in the spring hedges, run down to the very water's edge, their boughs unwarped by any blast...
Сторінка 31 - At Lynton, telescopes are employed at the rival houses for the prompt discovery of the approaching traveller. He had better, therefore, determine before-hand on his inn, or he will become a bone of contention to a triad of post-boys, who wait with additional horses at the bottom of the hill to drag the carriage to its destination.
Сторінка 223 - They heard not the roaring of wind and surge ; they saw not the blinding flashes of the lightning ; but they heard one long earpiercing wail to every saint in heaven rise from five hundred human throats ; they saw the mighty ship heel over from the wind, and sweep headlong down the cataract of the race, plunging her yards into the foam, and showing her whole black side even to her keel, till she rolled clean over, and vanished for ever and ever.
Сторінка 110 - A woman, a dog, and a walnut tree/ The more you beat them, the better they be.
Сторінка 58 - Obscured, deprest, with grossest soyle, Debased much with mixed lead, Till Bulmer came, whose skille and toyle, Refined me so pure and cleane, As rycher no where els is seene.
Сторінка 32 - ... terrific mass. A palace of the Preadamite kings, a city of the Anakim, must have appeared so shapeless and yet so like the ruins of what had been shaped, after the waters of the flood subsided. I ascended with some toil the highest point; two large stones inclining on each other formed a rude portal on the summit : here I sat down ; a little level platform about two yards long lay before me, and then the eye fell immediately upon the sea, far, very far below. I never felt the sublimity of solitude...