Backsheesh!: Or Life and Adventures in the Orient (Google eBook)

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A. D. Worthington & Col, 1875 - 694 pages
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Page 618 - Time, Where the softest of airs are playing ; There's a cloudless sky and a tropical clime, And a song as sweet as a vesper chime, And the Junes with the roses are straying. And the name of that Isle is the Long Ago...
Page 205 - Slow sinks, more lovely ere his race be run, Along Morea's hills the setting sun: Not, as in northern climes, obscurely bright, But one unclouded blaze of living light!
Page 527 - The head is cut out of the solid rock, and was originally about thirty feet from the top of the forehead to the bottom of the chin, and about fourteen feet broad.
Page 201 - Let me make the ballads of a nation, and I care not who makes the laws.
Page 380 - Winged is each heart, and winged every heel ; They fly, yet notice not how fast they fly ; But by the time the dewless meads reveal The fervent sun's ascension in the sky, Lo, towered Jerusalem salutes the eye! A thousand pointing fingers tell the tale ; "Jerusalem!" a thousand voices cry, "All hail, Jerusalem !" hill, down, and dale, Catch the glad sounds, and shout,
Page 352 - Nazareth was taken by Sultan Khalil in 1291, when he stormed the last refuge of the Crusaders in the neighbouring city of Acre. From that time, not Nazareth only, but the whole of Palestine, was closed to the devotions of Europe. The Crusaders were expelled from Asia, and in Europe the spirit of the Crusades was extinct. But the natural longing to see the scenes of the events of the Sacred History...
Page 105 - Rode thro" the jaws of Death, Half a league back again, Up from the mouth of Hell, All that was left of them, Left of six hundred. " Honour the brave and bold ! Long shall the tale be told, Yea, when our babes are old How they rode onward.
Page 205 - Salamis ! Their azure arches through the long expanse More deeply purpled meet his mellowing glance, And tenderest tints, along their summits driven, Mark his gay course and own the hues of heaven; Till, darkly shaded from the land and deep, Behind his Delphian cliff he sinks to sleep.
Page 205 - O'er the hush'd deep the yellow beam he throws Gilds the green wave, that trembles as it glows. On old /Egina's rock, and Idra's isle, The god of gladness sheds his parting smile; O'er his own regions lingering, loves to shine, Though there his altars are no more divine.
Page 352 - ... but the whole of Palestine, was closed to the devotions of Europe. The Crusaders were expelled from Asia, and in Europe the spirit of the Crusades was extinct. But the natural longing to see the scenes of the events of the Sacred History the superstitious craving to win for prayers the favour of consecrated localities- did not expire with the Crusades.

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