Winter and Spring on the Shores of the Mediterranean: Or, The Genoese Rivieras, Italy, Spain, Corfu, Greece, the Archipelago, Constantinople, Corsica, Sicily, Sardinia, Malta, Algeria, Tunis, Smyrna, Asia Minor, with Biarritz and Arcachon, as Winter ClimatesJ. & A. Churchill, 1875 - 655 pàgines Mentone, from the east; Gulf of Genoa (and the protecting mountains) (map); Mentone (from the west); An old olive-tree; Geological chart of the strata between Monaco and Bordighera; My Italian garden (entrance); My Italian garden (leisure hours) ... |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 169 - To kings, that fear their subjects' treachery ? O, yes it doth ; a thousand-fold it doth. And to conclude, — the shepherd's homely curds, His cold thin drink out of his leather bottle, His wonted sleep under a fresh tree's shade, All which secure and sweetly he enjoys...
Pàgina 486 - FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand ; "Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain. They call us' to deliver Their land from error's chain.
Pàgina 65 - And it came to pass at the seventh time, that he said, Behold there ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand. And he said, Go up, say unto Ahab, Prepare thy chariot, and get thee down, that the rain stop thee not. And it came to pass in the meanwhile, that the heaven was black with clouds and wind, and there was a great rain.
Pàgina 65 - And he said, Go again seven times. And it came to pass at the seventh time, that he said, Behold, there ariseth a little cloud out of the sea, like a man's hand.
Pàgina 35 - THERE rolls the deep where grew the tree. O earth, what changes hast thou seen ! There where the long street roars, hath been The stillness of the central sea. The hills are shadows, and they flow From form to form, and nothing stands ; They melt like mist, the solid lands, Like clouds they shape themselves and go. But in my spirit will I dwell, And dream my dream, and hold it true ; For tho' my lips may breathe adieu, I cannot think the thing farewell.
Pàgina 148 - Whoever wishes to investigate medicine properly, should proceed thus: in the first place to consider the seasons of the year, and what effects each of them produces (for they are not at all alike, but differ much from themselves in regard to their changes).
Pàgina 203 - Of heaven; and shalt again. The hour shall come, When they who think to bind the ethereal spirit, Who, like the eagle cowering o'er his prey, Watch with quick eye, and strike and strike again If but a sinew vibrate, shall confess Their wisdom folly.
Pàgina 596 - LOUD roared the dreadful thunder, The rain a deluge showers, The clouds were rent asunder By lightning's vivid powers ; The night both drear and dark, Our poor devoted bark, Till next day, there she lay, In the Bay of Biscay...
Pàgina 286 - Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath ; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb ; Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay...
Pàgina 203 - O Italy, how beautiful thou art ! Yet I could weep — for thou art lying, alas, Low in the dust ; and we admire thee now As we admire the beautiful in death.