Our native land, its scenery and associations, water-colour sketches, with descriptive notes [by W.H.D. Adams].

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Сторінка 108 - Come, Gelert, come, wert never last Llewelyn's horn to hear ! " Oh, where does faithful Gelert roam, The flower of all his race ; So true, so brave, a lamb at home, A lion in the chase...
Сторінка 14 - How nourished here through such long time He knows, who gave that love sublime ; And gave that strength of feeling, great Above all human estimate ! t 1805.
Сторінка 104 - Fell like a flash, and lo ! as I looked up, The Moon hung naked in a firmament Of azure without cloud, and at my feet Rested a silent sea of hoary mist. A hundred hills their dusky backs upheaved All over this still ocean...
Сторінка 108 - He called his child — no voice replied — He searched with terror wild : Blood ! blood ! he found on every side, But nowhere found the child. " Hellhound ! by thee my child's devoured !" The frantic father cried ; And to the hilt his vengeful sword He plunged in Gelert's side.
Сторінка 14 - But worthier still of note Are those fraternal Four of Borrowdale, Joined in one solemn and capacious grove; Huge trunks! and each particular trunk a growth Of intertwisted fibres serpentine Up-coiling, and inveterately convolved...
Сторінка 13 - LIST, ye who pass by Lyulph's Tower * At eve ; how softly then Doth Aira -force, that torrent hoarse, Speak from the woody glen ! Fit music for a solemn vale ! And holier seems the ground To him who catches on the gale The spirit of a mournful tale. Embodied in the sound.
Сторінка 33 - Arcadian plain. Pure stream, in whose transparent wave My youthful limbs I wont to lave ; No torrents stain thy limpid source, No rocks impede thy dimpling course, That sweetly warbles o'er its bed, With white round polished pebbles spread...
Сторінка 108 - Llewellyn homeward hied, When near the portal seat, His truant Gelert he espied, Bounding his lord to greet. But when he gained the castle door, Aghast the chieftain stood. The hound all o'er was...
Сторінка 94 - ... them. Because hawking and hunting are very laborious, much riding, and many dangers accompany them ; but this is still and quiet : and if so be the angler catch no fish, yet he hath a wholesome walk to the brookside, pleasant shade by the sweet silver streams...
Сторінка 1 - ... to the view of rocks that rise immediately beyond, and are again overlooked by others. The precipices seldom overshoot the water, but are arranged at some distance ; and the shores swell with woody eminences, or sink into green pastoral margins. Masses of wood also frequently appear among the...

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