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... called entire ; - having been previously a Christian church , it was then a mosque , the most beautiful in the world . The portion yet standing , cannot fail to fill the mind of the most indifferent spectator with sentiments of ...
... called entire ; - having been previously a Christian church , it was then a mosque , the most beautiful in the world . The portion yet standing , cannot fail to fill the mind of the most indifferent spectator with sentiments of ...
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... , enriched with vineyards , and dotted with frequent flocks . " — E. ] - ( 2 ) The Greek monks are so called . — [ " We went into the monastery , " - L. Here in the sultriest season let him rest , 86 CANTO II . CHILDE HAROLD'S.
... , enriched with vineyards , and dotted with frequent flocks . " — E. ] - ( 2 ) The Greek monks are so called . — [ " We went into the monastery , " - L. Here in the sultriest season let him rest , 86 CANTO II . CHILDE HAROLD'S.
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... agreed to lodge with him on our return from the Vizier . " ] ( 1 ) The Chimariot mountains appear to have been volcanic . ( 2 ) Now called Kalamas . LII . Ne city's towers pollute the lovely view ; G 4 CANTO II . 87 PILGRIMAGE .
... agreed to lodge with him on our return from the Vizier . " ] ( 1 ) The Chimariot mountains appear to have been volcanic . ( 2 ) Now called Kalamas . LII . Ne city's towers pollute the lovely view ; G 4 CANTO II . 87 PILGRIMAGE .
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... called out the troops , and the hurry and confusion which preceded their march . I am not sure that any verses in our language surpass , in vigour and in feeling , this most beautiful description . - SIR WALTER SCOTT . ] ( 2 ) [ See ...
... called out the troops , and the hurry and confusion which preceded their march . I am not sure that any verses in our language surpass , in vigour and in feeling , this most beautiful description . - SIR WALTER SCOTT . ] ( 2 ) [ See ...
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... called the Jew's Castle , and a large cross commemorative of the murder of a chief by his brother . The number of castles and cities along the course of the Rhine on both sides is very great , and their situ- ations remarkably beautiful ...
... called the Jew's Castle , and a large cross commemorative of the murder of a chief by his brother . The number of castles and cities along the course of the Rhine on both sides is very great , and their situ- ations remarkably beautiful ...
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Página 142 - Cameron's gathering' rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their mountain-pipe, so fill the mountaineers With the fierce native daring which instils The stirring memory of a thousand years, And Evan's, Donald's fame rings in each clansman's ears!
Página 142 - And Ardennes waves above them her green leaves, Dewy with nature's tear-drops as they pass, Grieving, if aught inanimate e'er grieves, Over the unreturning brave, - alas! Ere evening to be trodden like the grass...
Página 264 - The armaments which thunder-strike the walls Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake, And monarchs tremble in their capitals ; The oak leviathans, whose huge ribs make « Their clay creator the vain title take Of lord of thee, and arbiter of war ; These are thy toys, and as the snowy flake, They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar Alike the Armada's pride, or spoils of Trafalgar.
Página 172 - Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder...
Página 263 - His steps are not upon thy paths— thy fields Are not a spoil for him— thou dost arise And shake him from thee ; the vile strength he wields For earth's destruction thou dost all despise, Spurning him from thy bosom to the skies, And send'st him, shivering in thy playful spray And howling, to his Gods, where haply lies His petty hope in some near port or bay, And dashest him again to earth — there let him lay.
Página 193 - 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...
Página 169 - This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction; once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a Sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved. LXXXVl. It is the hush of night...
Página 225 - Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers : dost thou flow, Old Tiber ! through a marble wilderness ? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress ! LXXX.
Página 157 - Adieu to thee, fair Rhine! How long delighted The stranger fain would linger on his way! Thine is a scene alike where souls united Or lonely Contemplation thus might stray; And could the ceaseless vultures cease to prey On self-condemning bosoms, it were here, Where Nature, nor too sombre nor too gay, Wild, but not rude, awful, yet not austere, Is to the mellow Earth as Autumn to the year.
Página 262 - Ye Elements ! — in whose ennobling stir I feel myself exalted —Can ye not Accord me such a being ? Do I err In deeming such inhabit many a spot? Though with them to converse can rarely be our lot.