Tales of Travel

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George H. Doran Company, 1923 - 381 pages
The drums of Kairwan -- The Amir of Afghanistan -- The voice of Mennon -- The falls of the Zambesi -- The great waterfalls of the world -- "Lest we forget." I. The death-bed of Sir Henry Lawrence. II. The billiard table of Napoleon -- The palaestra of Japan -- Pages from a diary -- Humours of travel -- The singing sands.

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Page 139 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss ; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss. And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set...
Page 23 - And it came to pass at noon that Elijah mocked them, and said, Cry aloud, for he is a god; either he is talking, or he is pursuing, or he is in a journey, or peradventure he sleepeth, and must be awaked. And they cried aloud, and cut themselves after their manner with knives and lancets, till the blood gushed out upon them.
Page 100 - Art thou better than populous No, that was situate among the rivers, that had the waters round about it, whose rampart was the sea, and her wall was from the sea?
Page 392 - ... rains. By virtue of these films, the sand-grains become separated by elastic cushions of condensed gases, capable of considerable vibration, and whose thickness we have approximately determined. The extent of the vibration and the volume and pitch of the sound thereby produced...
Page 161 - The sounding cataract Haunted me like a passion : the tall rock, The mountain, and the deep and gloomy wood, Their colours and their forms, were then to me An appetite ; a feeling and a love, That had no need of a remoter charm, By thought supplied, nor any interest Unborrowed from the eye.
Page 101 - Golden his hair of short Numidian curl, Regal his shape majestic, a vast shade In midst of his own brightness, like the bulk Of Memnon's image at the set of sun To one who travels from the dusking East: Sighs, too, as mournful as that Memnon's harp He utter'd, while his hands contemplative He press'd together, and in silence stood.
Page 231 - Take her up tenderly — Lift her with care! Fashioned so slenderly — Young, and so fair!
Page 120 - In the lap of the statue is a stone, which, on being struck, emits a metallic sound, that might still be. made use of to deceive a visitor, who was predisposed to believe its powers...
Page 301 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood...
Page 120 - ... be made use of to deceive a visitor, who was predisposed to believe its powers ; and from its position, and the squared space cut in the block behind, as if to admit a person who might thus lie concealed from the most scrutinous observer in the plain below, it seems to have been used after the restoration of the statue ; and another similar recess exists beneath the present site of this stone, which might have been intended for the same purpose when the statue was in its mutilated state.

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