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Page 66 - THIS is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks, Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight, Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic, Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms. Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.
Page 7 - Ay, now am I in Arden ; the more fool I : when I was at home, I was in a better place : but travellers must be content.
Page 69 - The character of the landscape begins to change, and to present a striking contrast with the agricultural regions just traversed. " Indeed, if a man can live on rocks, like a goat, he may settle anywhere between Windsor and Halifax. With the exception of a wild pond or two, we saw nothing but rocks and stunted firs for forty-five miles, a monotony unrelieved by one picturesque feature. Then we longed for the ' Garden of Nova Scotia,' and understood what is meant by the name.
Page 66 - Dwells another race, with other customs and language. Only along the shore of the mournful and misty Atlantic Linger a few Acadian peasants, whose fathers from exile Wandered back to their native land to die in its bosom.
Page 155 - One town, one country, is very like another : civilized nations have the same customs, and barbarous nations have the same nature : there are, indeed, minute discriminations both of places and manners, which, perhaps, are not wanting of curiosity, but which a traveller seldom stays long enough to investigate and compare.
Page 109 - M. broad ; but so indented is it, that I am not sure but one would need, as we were informed, to ride 1,000 M. to go round it, following all its incursions into the land. The hills around it are never more than 5 - 600 ft. high, but they are high enough for reposeful beauty, and offer everywhere pleasing lines.
Page 160 - Where did they find transports ? " said I. " Transports ! " cried he, " I tell you they marched by land."—" By land, to the island of Cape Breton ? "- -"What ! is Cape Breton an island ? " —
Page 140 - But its peacefulness continued. I have no doubt that the farmers began to farm, and the traders to trade, and the sailors to sail ; but the tourist felt that he had come into a place of rest. The promise of the red sky the evening before was fulfilled in another royal day. There was an inspiration in the air that one looks for rather in the mountains than on the sea-coast; it seemed like some neff and gentle compound of sea-air and land-air, which was the perfection of breathing material.
Page 51 - The white houses of Digby, scattered over the downs like a flock of washed sheep, had a somewhat chilly aspect, it is true, and made us long for the sun on them. But as I think of it now, I prefer to have the town and the pretty hillsides that stand about the basin in the light we saw them ; and especially do...