Wanderings and Excursions in North WalesC. Tilt, and Simpkin and Company, 1836 - 261 pàgines |
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Pàgina 18
... miles below Buelt , on the south side of the Wye . On the north side , two miles further , the prince had a house at Aberedwy , to which he came for the purpose of conferring with some chiefs : during his stay , he was alarmed by the ...
... miles below Buelt , on the south side of the Wye . On the north side , two miles further , the prince had a house at Aberedwy , to which he came for the purpose of conferring with some chiefs : during his stay , he was alarmed by the ...
Pàgina 19
... miles north of Buelt , and about five from his army ; the place was afterwards called Cwm Llewellyn . They cut off his head , and buried him near the spot ; at some subsequent period , a house was erected over his grave , which goes by ...
... miles north of Buelt , and about five from his army ; the place was afterwards called Cwm Llewellyn . They cut off his head , and buried him near the spot ; at some subsequent period , a house was erected over his grave , which goes by ...
Pàgina 44
... mile of Chester , —the stream called the Leeches , flowing on the left , and Doddleston , form altogether an interesting approach to the principality . At Doddleston is seen the tomb of the honest yet persecuted Chancellor Ellesmere ...
... mile of Chester , —the stream called the Leeches , flowing on the left , and Doddleston , form altogether an interesting approach to the principality . At Doddleston is seen the tomb of the honest yet persecuted Chancellor Ellesmere ...
Pàgina 45
... mile from the main road , so secluded is the spot that a guide is usually engaged to thread the paths leading to its time- worn and romantic castle . The ruins of a massy tower and broad dilapidated walls , consisting of a sort of horn ...
... mile from the main road , so secluded is the spot that a guide is usually engaged to thread the paths leading to its time- worn and romantic castle . The ruins of a massy tower and broad dilapidated walls , consisting of a sort of horn ...
Pàgina 46
... mile be- yond Flint , is called Bryn y Cwn , or the hill of dogs , —very pro- bably an ancient hunting seat . A circumstance occurred subse- quently to this Welsh victory , which has been thought to indicate that the report of King ...
... mile be- yond Flint , is called Bryn y Cwn , or the hill of dogs , —very pro- bably an ancient hunting seat . A circumstance occurred subse- quently to this Welsh victory , which has been thought to indicate that the report of King ...
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Abbey ancient Anglesey antique appearance Arthur Asaph bard beauty Beddgelert beheld Bettws y Coed bishop bold bridge British Caernarvon Caernarvonshire Capel Curig castle character charm Chester Chirk Castle church Clwyd Conway crown deep Dinas distance Earl Edward English erected Euloe favourite feet Flint Flint Castle Flintshire fortress genius glen Glendower Hawarden head heights Henry hills Holyhead honour hues King kynge lake land less Llanberis Llanrwst Llewellyn Llyn lofty lonely Lord magnificent majestic Menai Merlin miles mind Moel Siabod monarch mountain night noble North Wales Northop observed Offa's Dyke once Owen passed Pennant picturesque pleasant present prince Radclyffe retreat Rhuddlan Richard river rocks romantic round royal ruins Saltney scene scenery seat seemed seen shadows side singular Snowdon Snowdonia South Stack splendour spot stream summit surrounding tower town vale valley Vortigern walls Wanderer waters Welsh wild woods youe
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Pàgina 186 - And first one universal shriek there rush'd, Louder than the loud ocean, like a crash Of echoing thunder; and then all was hush'd, Save the wild wind and the remorseless dash Of billows; but at intervals there gush'd, Accompanied with a convulsive splash, A solitary shriek, the bubbling cry Of some strong swimmer in his agony.
Pàgina 49 - Fair laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows While proudly riding o'er the azure realm In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes; Youth on the prow, and pleasure at the helm; Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, That, hush'd in grim repose, expects his evening prey.
Pàgina 132 - The soul and source of music, which makes known Eternal harmony, and sheds a charm, Like to the fabled Cytherea's zone, Binding all things with beauty ; — 'twould disarm The spectre Death, had he substantial power to harm. xci. Not vainly did the early Persian make His altar the high places and the peak Of earth-o'ergazing mountains...
Pàgina 202 - Dash'd in a cloud of foam, it sends aloft A hoary mist, and forms a ceaseless shower. Nor can the...
Pàgina 80 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Pàgina 53 - Richard, no man cried, God save him ; No joyful tongue gave him his welcome home: But dust was thrown upon his sacred head : Which with such gentle sorrow he shook off, — His face still combating with tears and smiles, The badges of his grief and patience, — That, had not God, for some strong purpose steel'd The hearts of men, they must perforce have melted, And barbarism itself have pitied him.
Pàgina 53 - As in a theatre, the eyes of men, After a well-graced actor leaves the stage, Are idly bent on him that enters next, Thinking his prattle to be tedious...
Pàgina 186 - Then rose from sea to sky the wild farewell, Then shriek'd the timid, and stood still the brave, Then some leap'd overboard with dreadful yell, As eager to anticipate their grave ; And the sea yawn'd around her like a hell...
Pàgina 132 - All heaven and earth are still— though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most; And silent, as we stand in thoughts too deep: — All heaven and earth are still: From the high host Of stars, to the lull'd lake and mountain-coast, All is concenter'd in a life intense, Where not a beam, nor air, nor leaf is lost, But hath a part of being, and a sense Of that which is of all Creator and defence.
Pàgina 131 - Love had he found in huts where poor Men lie : His daily Teachers had been Woods and Rills, The silence that is in the starry sky, The sleep that is among the lonely hills.