The Pilgrim in the Shadow of the Jungfrau AlpWiley, 1848 - 214 էջ |
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... face of Mont Blanc , have crossed the Col de Balme with its sights of glory , and the pass of the Tête Noire , with the hospitable Grand St. Bernard , the sunset splendors of the Vale of Courmayeur , the stormy Col de Bonhomme , and the ...
... face of Mont Blanc , have crossed the Col de Balme with its sights of glory , and the pass of the Tête Noire , with the hospitable Grand St. Bernard , the sunset splendors of the Vale of Courmayeur , the stormy Col de Bonhomme , and the ...
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... face of which runs , cut out , the zigzag perilous gallery , by which you are to pass . Whole strata of this perpendicular face of the mountain seem loosened above , and ready to bury you in their fall , and the loose stones come ...
... face of which runs , cut out , the zigzag perilous gallery , by which you are to pass . Whole strata of this perpendicular face of the mountain seem loosened above , and ready to bury you in their fall , and the loose stones come ...
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... face of the precipice , but it is not possible . You look again steadily ; it is actually a line of mules and travellers , creeping like flies along the face of a wall , and you find there is a road there also , cut along this fearful ...
... face of the precipice , but it is not possible . You look again steadily ; it is actually a line of mules and travellers , creeping like flies along the face of a wall , and you find there is a road there also , cut along this fearful ...
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... face of this moun- tain was gradually lighting up from an inward pale fire , suffused in rich radiance over it , for it was hours before we could see the moon , though we could see her veil of soft light resting upon those gigantic ...
... face of this moun- tain was gradually lighting up from an inward pale fire , suffused in rich radiance over it , for it was hours before we could see the moon , though we could see her veil of soft light resting upon those gigantic ...
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... face But must inquire , -What hand behind the scene , What arm Almighty put these wheeling globes In motion , and wound up the vast machine ? Who rounded in his palm these spacious orbs ? Who bowled them flaming through the dark ...
... face But must inquire , -What hand behind the scene , What arm Almighty put these wheeling globes In motion , and wound up the vast machine ? Who rounded in his palm these spacious orbs ? Who bowled them flaming through the dark ...
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Alps amidst avalanches beautiful beneath bridge Canton cataract CHAPTER Chiavenna Christ Church clouds crags death deep depths desolation despotism Devil's Bridge Divine Grace earth Einsiedeln eternal faith fall Gemmi glacier glorious glory God's gorge grand grandeur Grimsel Grindlewald gulf heart heaven Holy inhabitants Interlachen Italy Jesuits Jungfrau Kandersteg Lake Lake of Lucerne Lauterbrunnen Leuk liberty light look Lucerne magnificent Martigny masses Meyringen mighty mind mist Mont Blanc moon morning moun mountain nature night pass peaks perpendicular picturesque pilgrimage Poet prayer precipice religion religious Rhone ridge Righi rise river roar rock Romish scene scenery Schreckhorn seems shining side snow snowy solemn sometimes soul spirit Splugen streams sublimity summit Swiss Switzerland tain tell thee things thou thunder Thusis torrent traveller truth Valais vale valley vast verdure village voice whole wild word Wordsworth Zurich
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Էջ 10 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction : once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
Էջ 88 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Էջ 144 - And Abraham gat up early in the morning to the place where he stood before the LORD : and he looked toward Sodom and Gomorrah, and toward all the land of the plain, and beheld, and, lo, the smoke of the country went up as the smoke of a furnace.
Էջ 66 - Hence in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the Children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Էջ 68 - A ray of heavenly light gilding all forms Terrestrial, in the vast and the minute, The unambiguous footsteps of the God Who gives its lustre to an insect's wing, And wheels his throne upon the rolling worlds.
Էջ 90 - Unless thou shew to us thine own true way No man can find it: Father! thou must lead. Do Thou, then, breathe those thoughts into my mind...
Էջ 158 - There was a prince of old At Salem dwelt, who lived with good increase Of flock and fold. He sweetly lived ; yet sweetness did not save His life from foes. But after death out of his grave There sprang twelve stalks of wheat: Which many wondering at, got some of those To plant and set.
Էջ 93 - And if some traveller, weary of his road, Hath slept since noon-tide on the grassy ground, Ye Genii ! to his covert speed ; And wake him with such gentle heed As may attune his soul to meet the dower Bestowed on this transcendent hour...
Էջ 158 - PEACE. SWEET Peace, where dost thou dwell ? I humbly crave, Let me once know. I sought thee in a secret cave, And ask'd, if Peace were there. A hollow wind did seem to answer, No : Go seek elsewhere.
Էջ 10 - Even be it so ; yet still among your tribe, Our daily world's true Worldlings, rank not me ! Children are blest, and powerful; their world lies More justly balanced ; partly at their feet, And part far from them : sweetest melodies Are those that are by distance made more sweet; Whose mind is but the mind of his own eyes, He is a slave; the meanest we can meet!