"E. A." Abroad: A Summer in Europe

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W.E. Dibble & Company, 1883 - Europe - 372 pages
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Page 156 - The castled Crag of Drachenfels Frowns o'er the wide and winding Rhine, Whose breast of waters broadly swells Between the banks which bear the vine ; And hills all rich with blossomed trees, And fields which promise corn and wine, And scattered cities crowning these, Whose far white walls along them shine, Have strewed a scene, which I should see With double joy wert thou with me.
Page 108 - MAY I join the choir invisible Of those immortal dead who live again In minds made better by their presence : live In pulses stirred to generosity, In deeds of daring rectitude, in scorn For miserable aims that end with self. In thoughts sublime that pierce the night like stars, And with their mild persistence urge man's search To vaster issues.
Page 46 - A beam of light fell o'er him, Like a glory round the shriven, And he climbed the lofty ladder As it were the path to heaven.
Page 46 - He mounted up the scaffold, And he turned him to the crowd ; But they dared not trust the people, So he might not speak aloud. But he looked upon the heavens, And they were clear and blue...
Page 46 - He is coming ! he is coming !" Like a bridegroom from his room, Came the hero from his prison To the scaffold and the doom. There was glory on his forehead, There was lustre in his eye, And he never walked to battle More proudly than to die ; There was color in his visage, Though the cheeks of all were wan, And they marvelled as they saw him pass, That great and goodly man...
Page 46 - And they marvelled as they saw him pass, That great and goodly man! He mounted up the scaffold, And he turned him to the crowd; But they dared not trust the people, So he might not speak aloud. But he looked upon the heavens, And they were...
Page 22 - AN empty sky, a world of heather, Purple of foxglove, yellow of broom; We two among them wading together, Shaking out honey, treading perfume. Crowds of bees are giddy with clover, Crowds of grasshoppers skip at our feet. Crowds of larks at their matins hang over. Thanking the Lord for a life so sweet.
Page 375 - No marvel woman should love flowers, they bear So much of fanciful similitude To her own history ; like herself, repaying, With such sweet interest, all the cherishing That calls their beauty or their sweetness forth ; And, like her, too — dying beneath neglect.
Page 61 - ... be it enacted by the king's most excellent majesty, by and with the consent of the lords spiritual and temporal, and commons in this present parliament assembled, and by the authority of the same...
Page 376 - OR, TALES OF THE BORDERS A COLLECTION OF HISTORICAL AND AUTHENTIC ACCOUNTS OF EARLY ADVENTURE AMONG THE INDIANS . . . CINCINNATI: w.

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