People and Places Here and There [microform]Educational Publishing Company, 1892 |
Altres edicions - Mostra-ho tot
Frases i termes més freqüents
Adam's Bridge army beautiful boat Bombay Brahma Brahmin bride bridegroom Buddha buildings built bull by-and-by Calcutta called Campbell cars caves of Elephanta Cawnpore Ceylon Cingalese CITY OF BENARES classes cobras COCOANUT cruel customs dead elephants England English government European Fakir famine FAMINES IN INDIA feet forever funeral Ghaut girl Hindoo Holy City hundred India island Juggernaut jugglers Kavanaugh king land live look Lord Clive Lucknow Madras Mohammed Mohammedan mosque mountains Nana Sahib natives never noose once pagoda palace palkee Panickeas Parsees perhaps pilgrims pipes Point de Galle Pooree precious stones priests prince punkah punkah-wallah Rajah rebellion religion rich rope sacred river Sepoys serpent charmer shore shrine side soldiers sometimes story strange streets tell temple terrible thousand towers Towers of Silence town trees Vishnu widow women wonderful worship zenana
Passatges populars
Pàgina 99 - Dinna ye hear it?- — dinna ye hear it? The pipes o' Havelock sound ! " Hushed the wounded man his groaning; Hushed the wife her little ones; Alone they heard the drum-roll And the roar of Sepoy guns. But to sounds of home and childhood The Highland ear was true; — As her mother's cradle crooning The mountain pipes she knew.
Pàgina 98 - PIPES of the misty moorlands, Voice of the glens and hills ; The droning of the torrents, The treble of the rills ! Not the braes of broom and heather, Nor the mountains dark with rain, Nor maiden bower, nor border tower, Have heard your sweetest strain ! Dear to the Lowland reaper, And plaided mountaineer, — To the cottage and the castle The Scottish pipes are dear ; — Sweet sounds the ancient pibroch O'er mountain, loch, and glade ; But the sweetest of all music The pipes at Lucknow played.
Pàgina 102 - Round the silver domes of Lucknow, Moslem mosque and Pagan shrine, Breathed the air to Britons dearest, The air of Auld Lang Syne. O'er the cruel roll of war-drums Rose that sweet and homelike strain ; And the tartan clove the turban, As the Goomtee cleaves the plain. Dear to the corn-land reaper And plaided mountaineer, — To the cottage and the castle The piper's song is dear. Sweet sounds the Gaelic pibroch O'er mountain, glen, and glade ; But the sweetest of all music The Pipes at Lucknow played...
Pàgina 99 - Havelock sound!" Hushed the wounded man his groaning; Hushed the wife her little ones; Alone they heard the drum-roll And the roar of Sepoy guns. But to sounds of home and childhood The Highland ear was true; — As her mother's cradle-crooning The mountain pipes she knew. Like the march of soundless music Through the vision of the seer, More of feeling than of hearing, Of the heart than of the ear, She knew the droning pibroch, She knew the Campbell's call: "Hark! hear ye no' MacGregor's, The grandest...
Pàgina 98 - To-morrow, death's between us And the wrong and shame we dread." O, they listened, looked, and waited, Till their hope became despair ; And the sobs of low bewailing Filled the pauses of their prayer. Then up spake a Scottish maiden, With her ear unto the ground : "Dinna ye hear it? — dinna ye hear it? The pipes o...
Pàgina 100 - MacGregor's clan-call, Stinging all the air to life. But when the far-off dust-cloud To plaided legions grew, Full tenderly and blithesomely The pipes of rescue blew ! Round the silver domes of Lucknow, Moslem mosque and Pagan shrine, Breathed the air to Britons dearest, The air of Auld Lang Syne. O'er the cruel roll of war-drums Rose that sweet and homelike strain ; And the tartan clove the turban, As the Goomtee cleaves the plain. Dear to the corn-land reaper And plaided mountaineer, — To the...
Pàgina 100 - Faint and far beyond the Goomtee Rose and fell the piper's blast ! Then a burst of wild thanksgiving Mingled woman's voice and man's ; " God be praised ! — the march of Havelock ! The piping of the clans !" Louder, nearer, fierce as vengeance, Sharp and shrill as swords at strife, Came the "wild MacGregor's clan-call, Stinging all the air to life. But...
Pàgina 100 - MacGregor's, The grandest o' them all !" Oh, they listened, dumb and breathless And they caught the sound at last ; Faint and far beyond the Goomtee Rose and fell the piper's blast ! Then a burst of wild thanksgiving Mingled woman's voice and man's ; " God be praised ! — the march of Havelock...
Pàgina 66 - We present views of the outside and inside of the shrine, engraved from photographs taken on the spot. Around the rim of the stone covering the well's mouth is this inscription : " SACRED TO THE PERPETUAL MEMORY OF A GREAT COMPANY OF CHRISTIAN PEOPLE, CHIEFLY WOMEN AND CHILDREN, CRUELLY MASSACRED NEAR THIS SPOT BY THE REBEL NANA SAHIB, AND THROWN, THE DYING WITH THE DEAD, INTO THE WELL BENEATH ON THE XVTH DAY OF JULY, MDCCCLVII.
Pàgina 144 - ... sustain, on the bars and shores, shocks that would break up any European boat. The planks of which they are built are fastened together by cocoanut fibres.