The wanderer: or, A collection of original tales and essays, Volum 2 |
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Pàgina 35
... buildings are yet very insignificant . But , I believe , the Mharattas were never much famed for elegance of taste , or yet for the cultivation of the fine arts ; and when we consider their ge- neral character , and their declining ...
... buildings are yet very insignificant . But , I believe , the Mharattas were never much famed for elegance of taste , or yet for the cultivation of the fine arts ; and when we consider their ge- neral character , and their declining ...
Pàgina 43
... buildings . I will assure you I was here very much surprised and astonished by the silly pomp , and empty parade of the Romish worship ; and unless I had been witness to many of their ridiculous ceremonies I could not have believed ...
... buildings . I will assure you I was here very much surprised and astonished by the silly pomp , and empty parade of the Romish worship ; and unless I had been witness to many of their ridiculous ceremonies I could not have believed ...
Pàgina 52
... build upon the annihilation of innocent thou- sands , the superstructure of earthly grandeur and permanent power . But I , who have calmly considered the pre- carious tenure on which man can properly build , during this , his state of ...
... build upon the annihilation of innocent thou- sands , the superstructure of earthly grandeur and permanent power . But I , who have calmly considered the pre- carious tenure on which man can properly build , during this , his state of ...
Pàgina 65
... building , in order to elude the search of the door - keeper , when that menial officer shut to the doors , with a thundering clap , that rolled in solemn , but dying echoes , through all the aisles and avenues of the building , turned ...
... building , in order to elude the search of the door - keeper , when that menial officer shut to the doors , with a thundering clap , that rolled in solemn , but dying echoes , through all the aisles and avenues of the building , turned ...
Pàgina 68
... building , backwards and forwards , waiting with the utmost anxiety for the appear- ance of the moon to dispel the deeper shades of night , and render our situation more interesting . The pale glare of light produced by our tapers was ...
... building , backwards and forwards , waiting with the utmost anxiety for the appear- ance of the moon to dispel the deeper shades of night , and render our situation more interesting . The pale glare of light produced by our tapers was ...
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The wanderer: or, A collection of original tales and essays, Volum 1 Charles Fothergill (of Salisbury.) Visualització completa - 1803 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 15 - Depart from me, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels. For I was an hungred, and ye gave me no meat: I was thirsty, and ye gave me no drink: I was a stranger, and ye took me not in: naked, and ye clothed me not: sick, and in prison, and ye visited me not.
Pàgina 159 - THE Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care ; His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye ; My noonday walks He shall attend, . And all my midnight hours defend.
Pàgina 128 - Two of far nobler shape erect and tall, Godlike erect, with native honour clad In naked majesty seemed lords of all, And worthy seemed, for in their looks divine The image of their glorious Maker shone, Truth, wisdom, sanctitude severe and pure, Severe, but in true filial freedom placed; Whence true authority in men...
Pàgina 160 - Though in the paths of death I tread, With gloomy horrors overspread ; My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, For thou, O Lord, art with me still ; Thy friendly crook shall give me aid, And guide me through the dreadful shade Though in a bare and rugged way, Through devious lonely wilds I stray.
Pàgina 83 - Cowards die many times before their deaths ; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, It seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, Will come when it will come.
Pàgina 53 - Tis as the general pulse Of life stood still, and Nature made a pause ; An awful pause! prophetic of her end.
Pàgina 212 - Confess'd from yonder slow-extinguish'd clouds, All ether softening, sober Evening takes Her wonted station in the middle air ; A thousand shadows at her beck.
Pàgina 212 - In circle following circle, gathers round, To close the face of things. A fresher gale Begins to wave the wood, and stir the stream, Sweeping with shadowy gust the fields of corn ; While the quail clamours for his running mate. Wide o'er the thistly lawn, as swells the breeze, A whitening shower of vegetable down Amusive floats.
Pàgina 215 - Low walks the sun, and broadens by degrees, Just o'er the verge of day. The shifting clouds Assembled gay, a richly-gorgeous train, In all their pomp attend his setting throne. Air, earth, and ocean smile immense.
Pàgina 65 - Looking tranquillity. It strikes an awe And terror on my aching sight. The tombs And monumental caves of death look cold, And shoot a chillness to my trembling heart.