The Flowers Personified: Being a Translation of Grandville's "Les Fleurs Animées" (Google eBook)

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R. Martin, 1849 - Flowers
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Page 69 - I considered my fate as certain, and that I had no alternative but to lie down and perish. The influence of religion, however, aided and supported me. I reflected that no human prudence or foresight, could possibly have averted my present sufferings. I. was indeed a stranger, in a strange land ; yet I was still under the protecting eye of that providence, who has . condescended to call himself the stranger's friend.
Page 69 - I sat for some time, looking around me with amazement and terror. Whichever way I turned, nothing appeared but danger and difficulty. I saw myself in the midst of a vast wilderness, in the depth of the rainy season; naked and alone; surrounded by savage animals, and men still more savage. I was five hundred miles from the nearest European settlement. All these circumstances crowded at once...
Page 69 - I mention this to show from what trifling circumstances the mind will sometimes derive consolation ; for though the whole plant was not larger than the top of one of my fingers, I could not contemplate the delicate conformation of its roots, leaves, and capsula without admiration. Can that Being, thought I, who planted, watered, and brought to perfection, in this obscure part of the world, a thing which appears of so small importance, look with unconcern upon the situation and sufferings of creatures...
Page 69 - At this moment, painful as my reflections were, the extraordinary beauty of a small moss in fructification irresistibly caught my eye. I mention this to show from what trifling circumstances the mind will sometimes derive consolation ; for though the whole plant was not larger than the top of one of my fingers, I could not contemplate the delicate conformation of its roots, leaves, and...
Page 69 - ... though the whole plant was not larger than the top of one of my fingers, I could not contemplate the delicate conformation of its roots, leaves, and capsula, without admiration. Can that Being, thought I, who planted, watered, and brought to perfection, in this obscure part of the world, a thing which appears of so small importance, look with unconcern upon the situation and sufferings of creatures formed after His own image 1 Surely not ! Reflections like these would not allow me to despair.
Page 74 - Arabia suddenly awoke me with its brilliancy unannounced by dawn. I was leaning mechanically out of the poop windows, to catch a little of the fresh air of night before the sun had devoured it, •when imagine my surprise to find the sea stained red as far as the eye could reach behind the vessel! If I was to attempt to describe this phenomenon, I would say that the surface of the ocean was entirely covered with a close thin layer of fine matter, the colour of brick-dust, but slightly orange. Mahogany...
Page 73 - ... are produced. So very exciting to the nervous system in many individuals, is this Fungus, that the effects are often very ludicrous. If a person under its influence wishes to step over a straw or...
Page 69 - ... and brought to perfection, in this obscure part of the world, a thing which appears of so small importance, look with unconcern upon the situation and sufferings of creatures formed after his own image? Surely not! Reflections like these, would not allow me to despair. I started up, and disregarding both hunger and fatigue, travelled forwards, assured that relief was at hand; and I was not disappointed.
Page 55 - Eternity will not efface those records dear of transports past; thy image at our last embrace — ah! little thought we 'twas our last! Ayr gurgling kissed his pebbled shore, o'erhung with wild woods, thickening green; the fragrant birch and hawthorn hoar twined amorous round the raptured scene; the flowers sprang wanton to be prest, the birds sang love on every spray ; till too, too soon, the glowing west proclaimed the speed of winged day.
Page 75 - ... brick-dust, but slightly orange. Mahogany sawdust would produce such an appearance. When put into a white glass bottle, it became in the course of a day deep violet, while the water itself had become a beautiful rose colour. This appearance extended from Cosseir, off which we were at daybreak on the 15th...

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