A Buckeye Abroad: Or, Wanderings in Europe, and in the OrientG. P. Putnam, 1852 - 444 стор. |
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A Buckeye Abroad: Or, Wanderings in Europe, and in the Orient Samuel Sullivan Cox Повний перегляд - 1860 |
A Buckeye Abroad: Or, Wanderings in Europe, and in the Orient Samuel Sullivan Cox Повний перегляд - 1852 |
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Acropolis adorned American amid amidst ancient arches Athens Austria beauty boat Bosphorus castle Chatsworth church columns Constantinople Corfu crowd Crystal Palace dome dressed earth elegant England English feet flowers Fountain Abbey France French galleries gardens genius Genoa glittering glory Gothic grace green head heart heaven hills houses human immense isle Italy ladies land light living lofty Lombardy look Lord John Russell marble miles mind Mont Blanc monument mountain Naples nature noble painting palace passed Peter's Pireus Pompeii Punch and Judy Queen rise rocks Rome ruins scene seat seems seen shadow shore side silver Smyrna soldiers soul spirit splendid splendor spot stand statues steamer stone strange streets sublimity surrounded sweet temple thing thousand tion to-day tomb towers trees Venice walk walls wonder
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Сторінка 389 - The moon on the east oriel shone, Through slender shafts of shapely stone, By foliaged tracery combined ; Thou would'st 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.
Сторінка 122 - Can such things be, And overcome us like a summer cloud, Without our special wonder...
Сторінка 346 - And who, in time, knows whither we may vent The treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores This gain of our best glory shall be sent, T' enrich unknowing nations with our stores? What worlds in th' yet unformed Occident May come refined with th
Сторінка 188 - The isles of Greece, the isles of Greece! Where burning Sappho loved and sung, Where grew the arts of war and peace, Where Delos rose, and Phoebus sprung! Eternal summer gilds them yet, But all, except their sun, is set. The...
Сторінка 107 - 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.
Сторінка 181 - God that made the world, and all things therein, seeing that he is Lord of heaven and earth, dwelleth not in temples made with hands...
Сторінка 232 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Сторінка 409 - When all is done (he concludes), human life is at the greatest and the best but like a froward child, that must be played with, and humoured a little, to keep it quiet, till it falls asleep, and then the care is over.
Сторінка 362 - For whilst, to the shame of slow-endeavouring art, Thy easy numbers flow; and that each heart Hath, from the leaves of thy unvalued book, Those Delphic lines with deep impression took; Then thou, our fancy of itself bereaving, Dost make us marble with too much conceiving ; And, so sepulchred, in such pomp dost lie, That kings, for such a tomb, would wish to die.
Сторінка 277 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.