Aftermath from City and Country, Berg and ThalW. B. Smith & Company, 1882 - 265 strán (strany) |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 23.
Strana 42
... crowned by a turreted tower which looms up seventy feet above the roof , and without any principal entrance , it is in every way unsuited for the home of royalty . The room designated as the old council chamber is rand in its dimensions ...
... crowned by a turreted tower which looms up seventy feet above the roof , and without any principal entrance , it is in every way unsuited for the home of royalty . The room designated as the old council chamber is rand in its dimensions ...
Strana 51
... crowned and added a new horror to the grinning skull . Naturally , we were charmed by the sight of the treasures of inestimable worth contained in the golden chamber . It was in- tensely gratifying to see the bones of the left foot and ...
... crowned and added a new horror to the grinning skull . Naturally , we were charmed by the sight of the treasures of inestimable worth contained in the golden chamber . It was in- tensely gratifying to see the bones of the left foot and ...
Strana 59
... crowned with a garland of pink roses , and the expression upon the face was indescribable ; while poor Mary Magdalen , with a coronet of white paper flowers above the discol- ored face with its petrified appearance of grief , was an ...
... crowned with a garland of pink roses , and the expression upon the face was indescribable ; while poor Mary Magdalen , with a coronet of white paper flowers above the discol- ored face with its petrified appearance of grief , was an ...
Strana 61
... crowned with royal wine , Where reel the joyous festal hours , Must wreathe his pen with bacchant grace , Distil the sun into his song ; With purple joy its moments trace And crowned with leaves be gentle , strong ; Flow , like its ...
... crowned with royal wine , Where reel the joyous festal hours , Must wreathe his pen with bacchant grace , Distil the sun into his song ; With purple joy its moments trace And crowned with leaves be gentle , strong ; Flow , like its ...
Strana 99
... crowned heights were the Eiger , the Jungfrau , the Schreckhorn , and a host of mighty peaks , whose feet were in the clouds and whose summits pierced the heavens . XIII . BRÜNIG PASS . " O Nature , mother DOWN FROM AND AROUND RIGI . 99.
... crowned heights were the Eiger , the Jungfrau , the Schreckhorn , and a host of mighty peaks , whose feet were in the clouds and whose summits pierced the heavens . XIII . BRÜNIG PASS . " O Nature , mother DOWN FROM AND AROUND RIGI . 99.
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Strana 172 - In the elder days of Art, Builders wrought with greatest care Each minute and unseen part; For the gods see everywhere. Let us do our work as well, Both the unseen and the seen; Make the house where gods may dwell Beautiful, entire, and clean.
Strana 169 - How strange the sculptures that adorn these towers ! This crowd of statues, in whose folded sleeves Birds build their nests; while canopied with leaves Parvis and portal bloom like trellised bowers, And the vast minster seems a cross of flowers ! But fiends and dragons on the gargoyled eaves Watch the dead Christ between the living thieves...
Strana 181 - OFT have I seen at some cathedral door A laborer, pausing in the dust and heat, Lay down his burden, and with reverent feet Enter, and cross himself, and on the floor Kneel to repeat his paternoster o'er ; Far off the noises of the world retreat ; The loud vociferations of the street Become an undistinguishable roar. So, as I enter here from day to day, And leave my burden at this minster gate, Kneeling in prayer, and not ashamed to pray, The tumult of the time disconsolate To inarticulate...
Strana 208 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt seaweed Clings to the marble of her palaces.
Strana 86 - WHO first beholds those everlasting clouds, Seed-time and harvest, morning, noon and night, Still where they were, steadfast, immovable ; ' Who first beholds the Alps — that mighty chain Of Mountains, stretching on from east to west, So massive, yet so shadowy, so ethereal, As to belong rather to Heaven than Earth — But instantly receives into his soul A sense, a feeling that he loses not, A something that informs him 'tis a moment Whence he may date henceforward and for ever...
Strana 101 - Mountains have fallen, Leaving a gap in the clouds, and with the shock Rocking their Alpine brethren ; filling up The ripe green valleys with destruction's splinters ; Damming the rivers with a sudden dash, Which crush'd the waters into mist, and made Their fountains find another channel — thus, Thus, in its old age, did Mount Rosenberg— Why stood I not beneath it ? C.
Strana 71 - ... 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. They have whetted their teeth against the stones, And now they pick the Bishop's bones; They gnawed the flesh from every limb, For they were sent to do judgment on him!
Strana 128 - GIFT of God ! O perfect day : Whereon shall no man work, but play ; Whereon it is enough for me, Not to be doing, but to be...
Strana 181 - So, as I enter here from day to day, And leave my burden at this minster gate, Kneeling in prayer, and not ashamed to pray, The tumult of the time disconsolate To inarticulate murmurs dies away, While the eternal ages watch and wait.
Strana 71 - 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.