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... notice : he wore a high red cap , of a conical shape , with some folds of cloth round the bottom , and a white plume ; he had a short jacket of skin , black pantaloons , and brown boots : he was an uncommonly fine figure , tall , and ...
... notice : he wore a high red cap , of a conical shape , with some folds of cloth round the bottom , and a white plume ; he had a short jacket of skin , black pantaloons , and brown boots : he was an uncommonly fine figure , tall , and ...
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... without any notice , except a salaum alaikum from a passenger , accompanied by a bow , with the hands crossed in front , or an application application from a beggar , who would call out for Elphinstone's Account of Caubul . 9.
... without any notice , except a salaum alaikum from a passenger , accompanied by a bow , with the hands crossed in front , or an application application from a beggar , who would call out for Elphinstone's Account of Caubul . 9.
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... notice his return through Syria and the central part of Asia Minor to Constantinople . This second volume is not without several of the blemishes already pointed out in our examination of its predecessor : but it possesses a very ...
... notice his return through Syria and the central part of Asia Minor to Constantinople . This second volume is not without several of the blemishes already pointed out in our examination of its predecessor : but it possesses a very ...
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... notice , were it not charac- teristic of the superstition of so many millions ; we mean the practice of taking up seven small stones to be thrown at a house situated in a narrow spot adjoining to rocks , and sup- posed to be built by ...
... notice , were it not charac- teristic of the superstition of so many millions ; we mean the practice of taking up seven small stones to be thrown at a house situated in a narrow spot adjoining to rocks , and sup- posed to be built by ...
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... notice of the difficulties with which he had to contend , and to premise that nothing can be more dry and monotonous than an itinerary through so bare a country as Morocco or Arabia . It can record little else than the hour of striking ...
... notice of the difficulties with which he had to contend , and to premise that nothing can be more dry and monotonous than an itinerary through so bare a country as Morocco or Arabia . It can record little else than the hour of striking ...
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Сторінка 304 - The stars are forth, the moon above the tops Of the snow-shining mountains. — Beautiful ! I linger yet with nature, for the night Hath been to me a more familiar face Than that of man ; and in her starry shade Of dim and solitary loveliness, I learned the language of another world.
Сторінка 302 - When I was yet a child, no childish play To me was pleasing ; all my mind was set Serious to learn and know, and thence to do What might be public good; myself I thought Born to that end, born to promote all truth, All righteous things...
Сторінка 301 - Half dust, half deity, alike unfit To sink or soar, with our mixed essence, make A conflict of its elements, and breathe The breath of degradation and of pride, Contending with low wants and lofty will, Till our mortality predominates, And men are — what they name not to themselves, And trust not to each other.
Сторінка 300 - 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.
Сторінка 20 - To get over this, my way is, to divide half a sheet of paper by a line into two columns; writing over the one pro, and over the other con; then during three or four days' consideration, I put down under the different heads short hints of the different motives, that at different times occur to me, for or against the measure. When I have thus got them all together in one view, I...
Сторінка 284 - Nymph of a fair, but erring line ! " Gently he said — "One hope is thine. Tis written in the Book of Fate, The Peri yet may be forgiven Who brings to this Eternal Gate The Gift that is most dear to Heaven ! Go, seek it, and redeem thy sin — Tis sweet to let the Pardon'd in ! " Rapidly as comets run To th...
Сторінка 286 - Cheer'd by this hope, she bends her thither ; — Still laughs the radiant eye of heaven, Nor have the golden bowers of even In the rich west begun to wither ; — When, o'er the vale of Balbec winging Slowly, she sees a child at play, Among the rosy wild-flowers singing, As rosy and as wild as they ; Chasing, with eager hands and eyes, The beautiful blue damsel-flies, That flutter'd round the jasmine stems, Like winged flowers or flying gems...
Сторінка 287 - And how felt he, the wretched Man reclining there — while memory ran o'er many a year of guilt and strife, flew o'er the dark flood of his life, nor found one sunny resting-place, nor brought him back one branch of grace !
Сторінка 304 - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome ; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watchdog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...