Excursions in North Wales: Including Aberystwith and the Devil's Bridge, Intended as a Guide to Tourists

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Longman, Orme, 1839 - 355 pàgines
 

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Pàgina 327 - gainst that season comes Wherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated, The bird of dawning singeth all night long...
Pàgina 314 - Smooth to the shelving brink a copious flood Rolls fair and placid; where collected all, In one impetuous torrent, down the steep It thundering shoots, and shakes the country round.
Pàgina 327 - And then it started, like a guilty thing Upon a fearful summons. I have heard The cock, that is the trumpet to the morn, Doth with his lofty and shrill-sounding throat Awake the god of day; and at his warning. Whether in sea or fire, in earth or air, The extravagant and erring spirit hies To his confine; and of the truth herein This present object made probation.
Pàgina 138 - Oh, where does faithful Gelert roam ? the flower of all his race ! so true, so brave ! a lamb at home — a lion in the chase!
Pàgina 139 - O'erturned his infant's bed he found, With blood-stained covert rent ; And all around, the walls and ground With recent blood besprent. He called his child — no voice replied — He searched, with terror wild ; Blood, blood he found on every side, But nowhere found his child. " Hell-hound ! my child's by thee devoured," The frantic father cried ; And to the hilt his vengeful sword He plunged in Gelert's side.
Pàgina 139 - In sooth, he was a peerless hound, the gift of royal John ; but now no Gelert could be found, and all the chase rode on. And now, as over rocks and dells the gallant chidings rise, all Snowdon's craggy chaos yells with many mingled cries.
Pàgina 140 - Best of thy kind, adieu ! The frantic deed which laid thee low, This heart shall ever rue.
Pàgina 53 - But derive their chief worth from their native complexion. And all the best judges prefer, it is said, A Countess in blue to a Duchess in red. This Countess, or Lady, though crowds may be present, Submits to be...
Pàgina 140 - Lay a great wolf, all torn and dead, Tremendous still in death. Ah, what was then Llewellyn's pain ! For now the truth was clear : The gallant hound the wolf had slain, To save Llewellyn's heir.
Pàgina 139 - Twas only at Llewelyn's board The faithful Gelert fed ; He watched, he served, he cheered his lord, And sentinelled his bed. In sooth he was a peerless hound, The gift of royal John ; But now no Gelert could be found, And all the chase rode on. And now, as...

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