Recollections of a ramble, during the summer of 1816, in a letter to a friendSmith and Elder, 1817 - 149 pages |
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... stand , lovely rock , in the 66 ocean , " The anchor of Europe , and hope of the world . " But human nature is various in her gifts , and an elegant author , somewhere observes , " she has given to every one a relative and distin ...
... stand , lovely rock , in the 66 ocean , " The anchor of Europe , and hope of the world . " But human nature is various in her gifts , and an elegant author , somewhere observes , " she has given to every one a relative and distin ...
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... stands the County Penitentiary , we proceeded through a country , high and hilly , and the fields intersected with that most com- fortable and rural fence , stone walls . We had now quitted Oxfordshire , yet the same bleak and unwelcome ...
... stands the County Penitentiary , we proceeded through a country , high and hilly , and the fields intersected with that most com- fortable and rural fence , stone walls . We had now quitted Oxfordshire , yet the same bleak and unwelcome ...
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S C. Walford. Crickley and Coteswold Hills , in the vicinity of which stands the village of Crickley , rendered interesting as the spot where the river Thames takes its rise . Not far from it is the noted Cheltenham oak . There is ...
S C. Walford. Crickley and Coteswold Hills , in the vicinity of which stands the village of Crickley , rendered interesting as the spot where the river Thames takes its rise . Not far from it is the noted Cheltenham oak . There is ...
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... stand the melancholy walls , " Lash'd by the wintry tempest . " On I must confess to you , I do not envy the stoicism of the man , who can with unconcern regard such venerable ruins , without the con- sideration of the evanescence of ...
... stand the melancholy walls , " Lash'd by the wintry tempest . " On I must confess to you , I do not envy the stoicism of the man , who can with unconcern regard such venerable ruins , without the con- sideration of the evanescence of ...
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... stands , with the dark river flowing at its base , and its boundless command of the surrounding coun- try , best bespeaks its once formidable strength , Were it not for the melancholy feeling , which necessarily occurs on a view of its ...
... stands , with the dark river flowing at its base , and its boundless command of the surrounding coun- try , best bespeaks its once formidable strength , Were it not for the melancholy feeling , which necessarily occurs on a view of its ...
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Abbey Abergavenny acclivity afforded amidst anxious appearance attention BARNSTAPLE beauties began beholder beneath boat bridge bustle Castle charms Chepstow Castle choly Christchurch church cliff commanding dark Dartmoor declivity deep delight descended Devon distance elegant eminences enchanting entered feeling felt fertile foliage forcibly Goodrich Castle gothic grandeur ground hanging woods heights hence Herefordshire hills impressed interesting land luxuriance magnificent majesty meadows melan ment mind Monmouthshire morning Mount Edgecomb Mount Wise nature Neath noble object observed passed picturesque pleasure Plymouth present prospect recollection regret retirement rich riety rising river river Plym road rocks rugged ruins scarcely scenery scenes seat seemed seen shewed side sight situation soon spot stands steep stranger stream striking surrounding Tamar taste Tavey thickly thing thought tion TORBAY towers town vale venerable village walks walls whilst whole Wilton Castle wind witnessed wood woody
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Page 145 - Be it a weakness, it deserves some praise, We love the play-place of our early days. The scene is touching, and the heart is stone That feels not at that sight, and feels at none.
Page 4 - To sit on rocks, to muse o'er flood and fell, To slowly trace the forest's shady scene, Where things that own not man's dominion dwell, And mortal foot hath ne'er or rarely been ; To climb the trackless mountain all unseen, With the wild flock that never needs a fold ; Alone o'er steeps and foaming falls to lean : This is not solitude ; 'tis but to hold Converse with nature's charms, and view her stores unrolled.
Page 109 - I AM monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute ; From the centre all round to the sea I am lord of the fowl and the brute. 0 Solitude ! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face ? Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place.
Page 109 - I am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech; I start at the sound of my own.
Page i - O Nature, how in every charm supreme ! Whose votaries feast on raptures ever new ! O for the voice and fire of seraphim, To sing thy glories with devotion due ! Blest be the day I 'scaped the wrangling crew, From Pyrrho's maze, and Epicurus...
Page 120 - Cold is the heart, fair Greece ! that looks on thee, Nor feels as lovers o'er the dust they loved ; Dull is the eye that will not weep to see Thy walls defaced, thy mouldering shrines removed By British hands, which it had best behoved To guard those relics ne'er to be restored.
Page 146 - That viewing it we seem almost to obtain Our innocent sweet simple years again. This fond attachment to the well-known place, Whence first we started into life's long race, Maintains its hold with such unfailing sway, We feel it e'en in age, and at our latest day.
Page 95 - Nothing is proof against the general curse Of vanity, that seizes all below. The only amaranthine flower on earth, Is virtue : the only lasting treasure, truth.
Page 146 - ... glowing hot, Playing -our games, and on the very spot ; As happy as we once, to kneel and draw The chalky ring, and knuckle down at taw ;" To pitch the ball into the grounded hat, Or drive it devious with a dexterous pat ; The pleasing spectacle at once excites Such recollection of our own delights, That, viewing it, we seem almost t' obtain Our innocent sweet simple years again.
Page 46 - THE lapse of time and rivers is the same, Both speed their journey with a restless stream ; The silent pace, with which they steal away, No wealth can bribe, no prayers persuade to stay ; Alike irrevocable both when past, And a wide ocean swallows both at last...