Old Merry's Travels on the ContinentHodder & Stoughton, 1869 - 204 páginas |
Términos y frases comunes
Alec amused Andernach Arc de Triomphe ascent awful beautiful boat boys bridge carriage castle cathedral Chamouni Charlie church cloth elegant clouds Coblentz Cologne curious dark echo English eyes Fcap feel feet fête Fête de Vigneron French Fribourg friends gazed German glacier glorious Grindelwald heard heart heaven hills Interlachen journey ladies lake laugh legend lived look Lucerne Lurlei Martigny Mer de Glace Merry Mont Blanc morning mountain mules never night Oberwesel once Panthéon Paris passed pleasant queer railway Rhine river rock Rosenlaui round scene scenery seemed seen sight snow spot Square 16mo stand steamer stone stood story strange Strasbourg streets strolled Swiss Switzerland table d'hôte talk tell thing thought told took tour tourists towers town travellers trees tutor valley Vevey voices walk walls Walter Weggis wonderful young
Pasajes populares
Página 50 - Are not the mountains, waves, and skies, a part Of me and of my soul, as I of them ? Is not the love of these deep in my heart With a pure passion?
Página 194 - And in at the windows, and in at the door, And through the walls, by thousands they pour, And down from the ceiling, and up through the floor, From the right and the left, from behind and before, From within and without, from above and below, And all at once to the bishop they go.
Página 122 - Ye floods and ocean billows, Ye storms and winter snow, Ye days of cloudless beauty, Hoar frost and summer glow ; Ye groves that wave in spring, And glorious forests, sing...
Página 195 - Judge not, and ye shall not be judged : condemn not, and ye shall not be condemned : forgive, and ye shall be forgiven : give, and it shall be given unto you : good measure, pressed down, and shaken together, and running over, shall men give into your bosom. For with the same measure that ye mete withal it shall be measured to you again.
Página 91 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar— for 'twas trod Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Página 148 - A blending of all beauties ; streams and dells, Fruit, foliage, crag, wood, cornfield, mountain, vine, And chiefless castles breathing stern farewells From gray but leafy walls, where Ruin greenly dwells.
Página 194 - He listened and looked, — it was only the cat ; But the bishop he grew more fearful for that, For she sat screaming, mad with fear At the army of rats that were drawing near. For they have swum over the river so deep, And they have climbed the shores so steep, And now by thousands up they crawl To the holes...
Página 143 - The river Rhine, it is well known, Doth wash your city of Cologne; But tell me, Nymphs! what power divine Shall henceforth wash the river Rhine?
Página 64 - I live not in myself, but I become Portion of that around me ; and to me High mountains are a feeling, but the hum Of human cities torture...