The Lands of the Saracens: Or, Pictures of Palestine, Asia Minor, Sicily and SpainG.P. Putnam's sons, 1855 - 451 من الصفحات |
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عبارات ومصطلحات مألوفة
Aleppo ancient Anti-Lebanon appearance Arabic arches Asia Minor Baalbec bath bazaars beautiful blue Brousa built Christian clouds coffee Constantinople covered crossed Dagh Damascus dark Dervishes descended distant dome entered eyes face feet forests François gardens gate golden Golden Horn gorge grand Greek green groves HASHEESH height hills horses houses hundred Jaffa Jerusalem journey Karamania khan land leave Lebanon light looked marble miles minarets Moorish morning Moslem mosque Mount Mount of Olives mountains night olive orchards Oriental palace Pasha passed piastres pillars pine pipe plain Quarantine reached Rhyndacus rich ridge river road rock rode roof rose ruins Saracenic Sea of Marmora Seville shade Shekh shore side slope smoke stone stony stream streets Sultan summit Syrian tain temple tent tombs took tower town travellers trees Turcoman Turkish Turks valley village walls wild wind
مقاطع مشهورة
الصفحة 176 - O COFFEE ! thou dispellest the cares of the great ; thou bringest back those who wander from the paths of knowledge. Coffee is the beverage of the people of God, and the cordial of his servants who thirst for wisdom. When coffee is infused into the bowl, it exhales the odor of musk, and is of the color of ink. The truth is not known except to the wise who drink it from the foaming coffee cup. God has deprived fools of coffee, who with invincible obstinacy condemn it as injurious.
الصفحة 131 - ... elysium, which was perfect, because no sense was left ungratified. But beyond all, my mind was filled with a boundless feeling of triumph. My journey was that of a conqueror — not of a conqueror who subdues his race, either by Love or by Will, for I forgot that Man existed — but one victorious over the grandest as well as the subtlest forces of Nature. The spirits of Light, Color, Odor, Sound, and Motion were my slaves; and, having these, I was master of the universe. Those...
الصفحة 72 - A long time ago — I do not know the precise number of years — the Sultan granted a firman, in answer to the application of both Jews and Christians, allowing the members of each sect to put to death any person belonging to the other sect, who should be found inside of their churches or synagogues. The firman has never been recalled, though in every place but Jerusalem it remains a dead letter. Here, although the Jews freely permit Christians to enter their synagogue, a Jew who should enter the...
الصفحة 126 - ... my substance appeared to me no grosser than the vapors of the atmosphere, • and while sitting in the calm of the Egyptian twilight, I expected to be lifted up and carried away by the first breeze that should ruffle the Nile. While this process was going on, the objects by which I was surrounded assumed a strange and whimsical expression. My pipe, the oars which my boatmen plied, the turban worn by the captain, the water-jars and culinary implements, became in themselves so inexpressibly absurd...
الصفحة 137 - His mouth had turned to brass, like mine, and he raised the pitcher to his lips in the attempt to moisten it, but before he had taken a mouthful, set the pitcher down again with a yell of laughter, crying out : " How can I take water into my boiler, while I am letting off steam ?" But I was now too far gone to feel the absurdity of this, or kis other exclamations.
الصفحة 29 - The burden of Tyre. Howl, ye ships of Tarshish; for it is laid waste, so that there is no house, no entering in: from the land of Chittim it is revealed to them.
الصفحة 135 - Immediately afterwards there was a scream of the wildest laughter, and my countryman sprang upon the floor, exclaiming. " 0. ye gods ! I am a locomotive '. " This was his ruling hallucination ; and, for the space of two or three hours, he continued to pace to and fro with a measured stride, exhaling his breath in violent jets, and when he spoke, dividing his words into syllables, each of which he brought out with a jerk, at the same time turning his hands at his sides, as if they were the cranks...
الصفحة 129 - I thought not of that at the time — like the revelation of the mystery of omnipresence. It is difficult to describe this sensation, or the rapidity with which it mastered me. In the state of mental exaltation in which I was then plunged, all sensations, as they rose, suggested more or less coherent images. They presented themselves to me in a double form — one physical, and therefore to a certain extent tangible ; tho other spiritual, and revealing itself in a succession of splendid metaphors.
الصفحة 131 - The air was radiant with excess of light, though no sun was to be seen. I inhaled the most delicious perfumes ; and harmonies, such as Beethoven may have heard in dreams, but never wrote, floated around me. The atmosphere itself was light, odor, music ; and each and all sublimated beyond anything the sober senses are capable of receiving.
الصفحة 132 - By and by, the rainbows, the barque of pearl and jewels, and the desert of golden sand, vanished; and, still bathed in light and perfume, I found myself in a land of green and flowery lawns, divided by hills of gently undulating outline. But, although the vegetation was the richest of earth, there were neither streams nor fountains to be seen; and the people who came from the hills, with brilliant garments that shone in the sun, besought me to give them the blessing of water. Their hands were full...