The British Isles Through an Opera GlassG.W. Jacobs & Company, 1899 - 320 strán (strany) |
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Výsledky 1 - 5 z 37.
Strana 4
... Caves of Kilkee - Keeping the Sab- bath- Galway- Eyre Square - Church of St. Nicholas - Salmon Leap - Fish Market - Salt Hill - On the Road to Clifden - The New Rail- road - Rainbow- Clifden- The Way to West- port - Letterfrack ...
... Caves of Kilkee - Keeping the Sab- bath- Galway- Eyre Square - Church of St. Nicholas - Salmon Leap - Fish Market - Salt Hill - On the Road to Clifden - The New Rail- road - Rainbow- Clifden- The Way to West- port - Letterfrack ...
Strana 5
... Cave Hill - Irish Hospitality . - - - The PAGE 175 THE LAND OF Burns - Glasgow - THE TROSSACHS . 209 Larne Stranraer - The Land of Burns - Ayr— Burns ' Cottage - The Monument - Relics of the Poet - Picture - Glasgow - Origin of the Name ...
... Cave Hill - Irish Hospitality . - - - The PAGE 175 THE LAND OF Burns - Glasgow - THE TROSSACHS . 209 Larne Stranraer - The Land of Burns - Ayr— Burns ' Cottage - The Monument - Relics of the Poet - Picture - Glasgow - Origin of the Name ...
Strana 6
... Cave - The Cause- way - Bending Pillars - Fingal's Wishing Chair -Iona - The Street of the Dead - The Ceme- tery - Ballachulish - Glencoe - Ossian's Cave- The Scene of the Massacre Banavie - Ben Nevis - Fort Augustus - Inverness - The ...
... Cave - The Cause- way - Bending Pillars - Fingal's Wishing Chair -Iona - The Street of the Dead - The Ceme- tery - Ballachulish - Glencoe - Ossian's Cave- The Scene of the Massacre Banavie - Ben Nevis - Fort Augustus - Inverness - The ...
Strana 6
... Cave " " View of the Famous Causeway ' " " " Surrounding the chair are many old women " The little cottage in which Burns was born " " Enchanting scenery surrounds us , " Loch Lomond " We are rowed to the Island " " The renowned Fingal's ...
... Cave " " View of the Famous Causeway ' " " " Surrounding the chair are many old women " The little cottage in which Burns was born " " Enchanting scenery surrounds us , " Loch Lomond " We are rowed to the Island " " The renowned Fingal's ...
Strana 59
... cave , to which there was no access except by boat , for it is overhung by a perpendicular rock of great height . His retreat was discov- ered by a shepherd , and crowds flocked to see him . They built him a cell close to the south- ern ...
... cave , to which there was no access except by boat , for it is overhung by a perpendicular rock of great height . His retreat was discov- ered by a shepherd , and crowds flocked to see him . They built him a cell close to the south- ern ...
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Abbey afternoon ancient Avoca Ballachulish beautiful Belfast Blarney Blarney Castle boat Bray bridge Bundoran Castle Cathedral Causeway Cave charming church Clifden cliffs coach delightful Derwentwater distance drive Dublin Edinburgh English Enniscorthy entertaining famous FOUNDATIONS R 1934 Galway Gap of Dunloe Giant's Causeway Glasgow Glen ground height Herbert Island Highland hill horses Hotel hour hundred feet interesting Inverness Iona Ireland Irish Island jaunting car journey Kilkee Killarney lady leave LENOX AND TILDEN Liverpool Loch Lomond look Lough lovely miles monument morning mountains noble o'clock Oban Paddy pass passengers picturesque pleasant pretty PUBLIC LIBRARY ASTOR rain reach ride river road rocks Royal ruins Rydal scene scenery Scotland seen side sight Sligo spot Staffa station steamer stone Street summit surrounded TILDEN FOUNDATIONS tion To-day Torc Mountain tour Tower town trees Trossachs valley walk wonderful YORK PUBLIC LIBRARY
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Strana 59 - THERE is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet;* Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.
Strana 289 - MY HEART'S IN THE HIGHLANDS. MY heart's in the Highlands, my heart is not here ; My heart's in the Highlands a-chasing the deer ; Chasing the wild deer, and following the roe, My heart's in the Highlands wherever I go.
Strana 70 - With deep affection And recollection I often think of Those Shandon bells, Whose sounds so wild would In the days of childhood Fling round my cradle Their magic spells. On this I ponder Where'er I wander, And thus grow fonder Sweet Cork, of thee; With thy bells of Shandon, That sound so grand on The pleasant waters Of the river Lee.
Strana 59 - There is not in the wide world a valley so sweet As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters meet; Oh ! the last rays of feeling and life must depart, Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart. Yet it was not that Nature had shed o'er the scene Her purest of crystal and brightest of green ; Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh ! no, — it was something more exquisite still.
Strana 234 - In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody. Nor doth its entrance front in vain To old lona's holy fane, That Nature's voice might seem to say, " Well hast thou done, frail Child of clay ! Thy humble powers that stately shrine Task'd high and hard — but witness mine !"— XI.
Strana 151 - 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.
Strana 234 - Where, as to shame the temples deck'd By skill of earthly architect, Nature herself, it seem'd, would raise A minster to her Maker's praise! Not for a meaner use ascend Her columns, or her arches bend ; Nor of a theme less solemn tells That mighty surge that ebbs and swells, And still, between each awful pause, From the high vault an answer draws, In varied tone prolong'd and high, That mocks the organ's melody.
Strana 234 - Merrily, merrily goes the bark On a breeze from the northward free, So shoots through the morning sky the lark, Or the swan through the summer sea. The shores of Mull on the eastward lay, And Ulva dark and Colonsay, And all the group of islets gay That guard famed Staffa round.
Strana 234 - The shores of Mull on the eastward lay, And Ulva dark and Colonsay, And all the group of islets gay That guard famed Staffa round. Then all unknown its columns rose, Where dark and undisturbed repose The cormorant had found...
Strana 59 - Sweet vale of Avoca ! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade with the friends I love best ; Where the storms which we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace ! T.