Sketches of the Earth and Its Inhabitants: With One Hundred Engravings, Volume 2Cummings, Hilliard & Company, 1823 - Geography |
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... galleries connecting them , which are lined from the roof to the floor with bones ; in whatever direction the eye turns , it rests on rows of sculls . How affecting the con- trast between the solemn appearance of this dead , ' 1 * FRANCE .
... galleries connecting them , which are lined from the roof to the floor with bones ; in whatever direction the eye turns , it rests on rows of sculls . How affecting the con- trast between the solemn appearance of this dead , ' 1 * FRANCE .
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... eyes and hair are black , and their complexions dark or sallow , which it has been thought gave rise to painting the face among the ladies . The French ladies are more celebrated for their vivacity and wit , than for personal beauty ...
... eyes and hair are black , and their complexions dark or sallow , which it has been thought gave rise to painting the face among the ladies . The French ladies are more celebrated for their vivacity and wit , than for personal beauty ...
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... eye upon the flocks feed- ing around them ; the whole forms a picture , the beauty and grandeur of which it is easier to feel than to describe . Above me are the Alps , " The palaces of nature , whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds ...
... eye upon the flocks feed- ing around them ; the whole forms a picture , the beauty and grandeur of which it is easier to feel than to describe . Above me are the Alps , " The palaces of nature , whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds ...
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... eye the appearance of crystal , with glittering spires , domes , and turrets . Mr. Raffles , in describing the glacier of De Boisson , says : " It looked to me as if an enormous multitude of icy pyramids had rushed from the summits of ...
... eye the appearance of crystal , with glittering spires , domes , and turrets . Mr. Raffles , in describing the glacier of De Boisson , says : " It looked to me as if an enormous multitude of icy pyramids had rushed from the summits of ...
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... eyes , dark , but their countenances are very ex- pressive . The men shave their beards , but leave musta- chios on the upper lip . The inhabitants of the different provinces have little connexion with each other , and differ widely in ...
... eyes , dark , but their countenances are very ex- pressive . The men shave their beards , but leave musta- chios on the upper lip . The inhabitants of the different provinces have little connexion with each other , and differ widely in ...
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Page 37 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below, LXIII.
Page 50 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Page 50 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head To shame the meanness of his humble shed...
Page 31 - Honour, that praise which real merit gains, Or e'en imaginary worth obtains, Here passes current ; paid from hand to hand, It shifts in splendid traffic round the land ; From courts to camps, to cottages it strays, And all are taught an avarice of praise ; They please, are pleased, they give to get esteem, Till, seeming blest, they grow to what they seem.
Page 49 - Where the bleak Swiss their stormy mansions tread And force a churlish soil for scanty bread. No product here the barren hills afford But man and steel, the soldier and his sword...
Page 31 - To kinder skies, where gentler manners reign, I turn ; and France displays her bright domain. Gay sprightly land of mirth and social ease, Pleased with thyself, whom all the world can please...
Page 132 - Ancient of days ! august Athena ! where, Where are thy men of might, thy grand in soul? Gone, — glimmering through the dream of things that were : First in the race that led to glory's goal, They won, and passed away, — is this the whole?
Page 285 - Before I had learned from the note the name and business of my visitor, I was struck with the manliness of his person, the breadth of his chest, the openness of his countenance, and the inquietude of his eye.
Page 121 - Tis Greece, but living Greece no more! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers, is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb; Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away!
Page 122 - Yet are thy skies as blue, thy crags as wild ; Sweet are thy groves, and verdant are thy fields, Thine olive ripe as when Minerva smiled, And still his...