RamblesLongmans, Green, and Company, 1873 - 345 من الصفحات Rambles reprints a series of travel sketches which describe places in both England and Ireland first published in Fraser's Magazine. |
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ancient Asaroe Ballyshannon beautiful Bemerton Bideford blue Boldre Bundoran called Canterbury castle Castor Rock Cathedral Chaucer church churchyard Clovelly Cobbett corner cottage Crown dark Dean Prior delight Doom Book Dorset England English Enniskillen Erasmus Erne Exeter eyes famous fish Forest George Gilpin Gratian gray green gypsy Herbert Herrick High Street hill huge human Ireland Irish island King Liverpool living lofty London look Lord Lough Maguire matter Menedemus miles mind modern nature never parish Parson Parthalon particles perhaps pleasant poems poet poetry poor QUEEN'S BOWER railway rich river River Erne road round Saint Salisbury salmon Saxon side slopes smock-frock stands steep stone sweet Tabard tall things thou thought tion tower town trees vale verse walk wall Whitley Wood wife William William Cobbett WILLIAM GILPIN winding window wood words
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الصفحة 148 - This book of the law shall not depart out of thy mouth; but thou shalt meditate therein day and night, that thou mayest observe to do according to all that is written therein: for then thou shalt make thy way prosperous, and then thou shalt have good success.
الصفحة 47 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again...
الصفحة 160 - You owe this strange intelligence, or why Upon this blasted heath you stop our way With such prophetic greeting. Speak, I charge you. WITCHES vanish. BAN. The earth hath bubbles, as the water has, And these are of them.
الصفحة 175 - You haste away so soon : As yet the early-rising Sun Has not attain'd his noon. Stay, stay, Until the hasting day Has run But to the even-song ; And, having pray'd together, we Will go with you along.
الصفحة 296 - I, the unkind, ungrateful ? Ah, my dear, I cannot look on thee. Love took my hand, and smiling did reply, Who made the eyes but I ? Truth, Lord, but I have marr'd them : let my shame Go where it doth deserve.
الصفحة 192 - Branches they bore of that enchanted stem, Laden with flower and fruit, whereof they gave To each, but whoso did receive of them...
الصفحة 151 - May we know what this new doctrine, whereof thou speakest, is? 20. For thou bringest certain strange things to our ears: we would know therefore what these things mean. 21. (For all the Athenians, and strangers which were there, spent their time in nothing else, but either to tell or to hear some new thing.) 22.
الصفحة 91 - I had to cross in my post-chaise the long and dreary heath of Bagshot ; then, at the end of it, to mount a hill called Hungry Hill ; and from that hill I knew that I should look down into the beautiful and fertile vale of Farnham. My heart fluttered with impatience, mixed with a sort of fear, to see all the scenes of my childhood ; for I had learned, before, the death of my father and mother.
الصفحة 286 - I can now behold the Court with an impartial eye, and see plainly that it is made up of fraud and titles and flattery, and many other such empty, imaginary, painted pleasures ; pleasures that are so empty as not to satisfy when they are enjoyed.
الصفحة 297 - Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridall of the earth and skie, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet rose, whose hue angrie and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die. Sweet spring, full of sweet...