At Home and Abroad: A Sketch-book of Life, Scenery, and MenPutnam, 1885 - 500 էջ |
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At Home and Abroad: A Sketch-book of the Life, Scenery, and Men, Հատոր 1 Bayard Taylor Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1860 |
At Home and Abroad: A Sketch-book of the Life, Scenery, and Men Bayard Taylor Ամբողջությամբ դիտվող - 1860 |
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Էջ 149 - A thousand fantasies Begin to throng into my memory, Of calling shapes and beckoning shadows dire, And airy tongues that syllable men's names On sands and shores and desert wildernesses.
Էջ 484 - Where falls not hail, or rain or any snow, Nor ever wind blows loudly ; but it lies Deep-meadowed, happy, fair with orchard-lawns And bowery hollows crowned with summer sea, Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.
Էջ 1 - In looking back to my childhood, I can recall no such instinct of perambulation; but on the conrary, the intensest desire to climb upward — so that without shifting the circle of my horizon, I could yet extend it, and take in a far wider sweep of vision. I envied every bird that sat swinging upon the topmost bough of the great, century-old...
Էջ 445 - on the lawn, and the " liquid azure bloom of a crescent of sea " glimmered afar. I had not been two minutes in the drawing-room before Tennyson walked in. So unlike are the published portraits of him that I was almost in doubt as to his identity.
Էջ 2 - I ventured out, and was soon seated astride of the sharp ridge. Unknown forests, new fields and houses, appeared to my triumphant view. The prospect, though it did not extend more than four miles in any direction, was boundless. Away in the...
Էջ 353 - His massive brow, heavy with the gathered wisdom of nearly a century, bent forward and overhung his breast, like a ripe ear of corn, but as you looked below it, a pair of clear blue eyes, almost as bright and steady as a child's, met your own. In those eyes you read that trust in man, that immortal youth of the heart, which made the snows of eighty-seven Winters lie so lightly upon his head.
Էջ 354 - He talked rapidly, with the greatest apparent ease, never hesitating for a word, whether in English or German, and, in fact, seemed to be unconscious which language he was using, as he changed five or six times in the course of the conversation. He did not remain in his chair more than ten minutes at a time, frequently getting up and walking about the room, now and then pointing to a picture or opening a book to illustrate some remark. He began by referring to my winter journey into Lapland. " Why...
Էջ 2 - I remember, as distinctly as if it were yesterday, the first time this passion was gratified. Looking out of the garret window, on a bright May morning, I discovered a row of slats which had been nailed over the shingles for the convenience of the carpenters, in roofing the house, and had not been removed. Here was, at last, a chance to reach the comb of the steep roof, and take my first look abroad into the world! Not without some trepidation I ventured out, and was soon seated astride of the sharp...
Էջ 35 - A YOUNG AUTHOR'S LIFE IN LONDON. I REACHED London for the second time about the middle of March, 1846, after a dismal walk through Normandy, and a stormy passage across the Channel. I stood upon London Bridge, in the raw mist and the falling twilight, with a franc and a half in my pocket, and deliberated what I should do. Weak from sea-sickness, hungry, chilled, and without a single acquaintance in the great city, my situation was about as hopeless as it is possible to conceive.
Էջ 182 - River," and succeeded in discovering it. Formerly there were extensive salt-works on the river, a short distance from its mouth. The laborers employed in them were a set of athletic, belligerent fellows, who soon became noted far and wide for their achievements in the pugilistic line. Hence it became a common thing among the boatmen on the Ohio, when one of their number was refractory, to say to him : " We'll row you up Salt River " — where, of course, the bully saltmen would have the handling...