Evenings Abroad. By the author of “Sketches of Corfu” [i.e. Mrs. Maclellan].Smith, Elder, 1836 - 332 pagini |
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Pagina 6
... live in a new world . Blue lake and flower - wreathed mountain , and dark pine forest , all these things , which used to be mere names , are no longer worshipped as unseen divinities , but have assumed tangible forms , and have ...
... live in a new world . Blue lake and flower - wreathed mountain , and dark pine forest , all these things , which used to be mere names , are no longer worshipped as unseen divinities , but have assumed tangible forms , and have ...
Pagina 16
... a home on high , Where the reward of earthly sufferance reaping , She would not shed a tear nor heave a sigh , But live in perfect bliss through all eternity . It is deep grief and bitterness to turn To the 16 EVENINGS ABROAD .
... a home on high , Where the reward of earthly sufferance reaping , She would not shed a tear nor heave a sigh , But live in perfect bliss through all eternity . It is deep grief and bitterness to turn To the 16 EVENINGS ABROAD .
Pagina 17
... live within thy memory now . Thy home is in a marble palace made , Where softest flowers of foreign nurture grow , And lulling fountains musically flow , Waking sweet melody . While o'er them bent , Hang Parian statues , - wanting but ...
... live within thy memory now . Thy home is in a marble palace made , Where softest flowers of foreign nurture grow , And lulling fountains musically flow , Waking sweet melody . While o'er them bent , Hang Parian statues , - wanting but ...
Pagina 21
... live in a strange land , and look around for the light of love in vain . May you never feel it ! " May's eyes were filled with tears , and Harry was at her side in a moment . " Nay , sweet ! my coz , be merry , look not so sadly , dear ...
... live in a strange land , and look around for the light of love in vain . May you never feel it ! " May's eyes were filled with tears , and Harry was at her side in a moment . " Nay , sweet ! my coz , be merry , look not so sadly , dear ...
Pagina 45
... live ? So sick and disabled , he contrived with difficulty to mount his horse , and resting often , from sheer inability to proceed , and more than once even falling insensible from his horse , he dragged his enfeebled limbs over a ...
... live ? So sick and disabled , he contrived with difficulty to mount his horse , and resting often , from sheer inability to proceed , and more than once even falling insensible from his horse , he dragged his enfeebled limbs over a ...
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Evenings Abroad. By the author of “Sketches of Corfu” [i.e. Mrs. Maclellan]. Frances Maclellan Vizualizare completă - 1836 |
Evenings Abroad, by the Author of 'Sketches of Corfu' Frances Maclellan Nu există previzualizare disponibilă - 2016 |
Evenings Abroad, by the Author of 'Sketches of Corfu' Frances Maclellan Nu există previzualizare disponibilă - 2019 |
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Pagina 82 - Thou art the garden of the world, the home Of all Art yields, and Nature can decree ; Even in thy desert, what is like to thee ? Thy very weeds are beautiful, thy waste More rich than other climes' fertility : Thy wreck a glory, and thy ruin graced With an immaculate charm which cannot be defaced.
Pagina 240 - How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank ! Here will we sit and let the sounds of music Creep in our ears; soft stillness and the night Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Pagina 218 - She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers...
Pagina 286 - THE Sea, the sea, the open sea, The blue, the fresh, the ever free : Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions round : It plays with the clouds, it mocks the skies, Or like a cradled creature lies.
Pagina 30 - Lake Leman woos me with its crystal face, The mirror where the stars and mountains view The stillness of their aspect in each trace Its clear depth yields of their far height and hue...
Pagina 286 - THE SEA The Sea! the Sea! the open Sea! The blue, the fresh, the ever free! Without a mark, without a bound, It runneth the earth's wide regions 'round; It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies; Or like a cradled creature lies.
Pagina xii - Good-night to the Season! the dances, The fillings of hot little rooms, The glancings of rapturous glances, The fancyings of fancy costumes; The pleasures which fashion makes duties, The praisings of fiddles and flutes, The luxury of looking at beauties, The tedium of talking to mutes; The female diplomatists, planners Of matches for Laura and Jane, The ice of her Ladyship's manners, The ice of his Lordship's champagne.
Pagina 218 - Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story...
Pagina 286 - I never was on the dull tame shore, But I loved the great Sea more and more, And backwards flew to her billowy breast, Like a bird...
Pagina 174 - It is a good thing and a wise to be able, with a few books and a little needlework, to give any room, however strange and desolate, a look of home — to be able to pursue our usual employments anywhere at a moment's notice : and a blessing beyond wealth, beyond beauty, or even beyond talent, is that cheerful temperament, which can rejoice in the sunshine, yet be merry in the shade, which can delight in the birds singing in spring, yet solace itself with the heart's own music when winter is at hand.