A Pilgrim's ReliquaryW. Pickering, 1845 - 448 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 52
... wind him up for fourscore years , Yet freshly ran he on ten Winters more ; Till like a Clock worn out with eating Time , The wheels of weary Life at last stood still . " EDIPUS , A. IV . s . 1 . After surveying the vast gulfs of the ...
... wind him up for fourscore years , Yet freshly ran he on ten Winters more ; Till like a Clock worn out with eating Time , The wheels of weary Life at last stood still . " EDIPUS , A. IV . s . 1 . After surveying the vast gulfs of the ...
الصفحة 60
... winds and waters pent When mountains tremble , those two massy pillars With horrible convulsion to and fro . He tugg'd , he shook , till down they came , and drew The whole roof after them , with burst of thunder Upon the heads of all ...
... winds and waters pent When mountains tremble , those two massy pillars With horrible convulsion to and fro . He tugg'd , he shook , till down they came , and drew The whole roof after them , with burst of thunder Upon the heads of all ...
الصفحة 64
... and the rain fell in wreathed cataracts , whirled hither and thither by the furious wind which came and departed with this strangely sudden tempest . We saw the Storm Bell swinging in a Campanile ROME IN MAY . 65 by the wayside , but.
... and the rain fell in wreathed cataracts , whirled hither and thither by the furious wind which came and departed with this strangely sudden tempest . We saw the Storm Bell swinging in a Campanile ROME IN MAY . 65 by the wayside , but.
الصفحة 68
... winds . By the way , one is apt to forget , amidst the comforts and enjoyments of this most excellent Hostel , that we sleep within a hundred yards of the spot where Nero's ashes were scattered to the four winds ; that spot which ...
... winds . By the way , one is apt to forget , amidst the comforts and enjoyments of this most excellent Hostel , that we sleep within a hundred yards of the spot where Nero's ashes were scattered to the four winds ; that spot which ...
الصفحة 72
... wind . The Pilgrim oft At dead of night , midst his oraison , hears Aghast the Voice of Time , disparting towers , Tumbling all precipitate , down dashed Rattling around , loud thundering to the moon ; While murmurs sooth each awful ...
... wind . The Pilgrim oft At dead of night , midst his oraison , hears Aghast the Voice of Time , disparting towers , Tumbling all precipitate , down dashed Rattling around , loud thundering to the moon ; While murmurs sooth each awful ...
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admiration adorned amidst ancient antique Apsis arches architecture Autumn Avignon BASIL MONTAGU Baths of Titus beautiful behold Belfroy beneath broad Cæsars Castle Cathedral chamber Chapel Church City Colosseum colours CURIA HOSTILIA dark delight enchanting fancy flowers foliage Frascati Frescoes fscap garden Genius gloom glorious glory gold golden gorgeous Gothic graceful grandeur green groves heart Heaven hills huge illustrious immortality Imperial Italian King lofty lustre luxuriant machicolated magnificent majestic mansions marble Marigold Window Masinissa melancholy Michael Baumgarten mighty Minster mouldering mountains never night noble Nuremberg o'er old minster once painted Palace Petrarch picturesque pile pillars POEMS Pompeii princely purple Rhine Rhone Roman Rome Ruin saloons scarcely sculptured seemed Sepulchre shew solemn streets sublime superb SUPPLENDA tapestry Temple Thermæ thing thou Tomb towers town trees Turin turrets Tyrian purple vast Vaucluse vault verdure village walls wild winds wonder woods worthy
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الصفحة 168 - And thy life shall hang in doubt before thee; and thou shalt fear day and night, and shalt have none assurance of thy life. In the morning thou shalt say, Would God it were even ! and at even thou shalt say, Would God it were morning! for the fear of thine heart wherewith thou shalt fear, and for the sight of thine eyes which thou shalt see.
الصفحة 250 - A milk-white Hind,* immortal and unchanged, Fed on the lawns, and in the forest ranged ; Without unspotted, innocent within, She fear'd no danger, for she knew no sin.
الصفحة 287 - Walk about Zion, and go round about her : Tell the towers thereof. Mark ye well her bulwarks, Consider her palaces ; That ye may tell it to the generation following : For this God is our God for ever and ever : He will be our guide even unto death.
الصفحة 66 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
الصفحة 248 - Tis not the balm, the sceptre, and the ball, The sword, the mace, the crown imperial The intertissued robe of gold and pearl, The farced title running 'fore the king, The throne he sits on, nor the tide of pomp That beats upon the high shore of this world...
الصفحة 201 - Scripture stories from the life of Christ; A chest that came from Venice, and had held The ducal robes of some old ancestor. That by the way, — it may be true or false, — But don't forget the picture ; and thou wilt not, When thou hast heard the tale they told me there.
الصفحة 20 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
الصفحة 298 - And yet, fair bow, no fabling dreams, But words of the Most High, Have told why first thy robe of beams Was woven in the sky. When o'er the green undeluged earth, Heaven's covenant thou didst shine, How came the world's gray fathers forth To watch thy sacred sign ! And when its yellow lustre smiled O'er mountains yet untrod, Each mother held aloft her child To bless the bow of God.
الصفحة 89 - When the oldest cask is opened, And the largest lamp is lit; When the chestnuts glow in the embers, And the kid turns on the spit...
الصفحة 357 - The juice nectareous, and the balmy dew; For me, the mine a thousand treasures brings; For me, health gushes from a thousand springs; Seas roll to waft me, suns to light me rise; My footstool earth, my canopy the skies.