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Page 44 - Still daily to grow wiser, And may you better reck the rede Than ever did the adviser.
Page 70 - Rise the blue Franconian mountains, Nuremberg, the ancient, stands. Quaint old town of toil and traffic, quaint old town of art and song, Memories haunt thy pointed gables, like the rooks that round them throng: Memories of the Middle Ages, when the emperors, rough and bold, Had their dwelling in thy castle, time-defying, centuries old; And thy brave and thrifty burghers boasted, in their uncouth rhyme, That their great imperial city stretched its hand through every clime.
Page 138 - ... shooting downwards to the abyss, and hide itself under my feet. In such moments, Solitude also is invaluable; for who would speak, or be looked on, when behind him lies all Europe and Africa, fast asleep, except the watchmen; and before him the silent Immensity, and Palace of the Eternal, whereof our Sun is but a porch-lamp?
Page 61 - The children of Holland take pleasure in making, What the children of England take pleasure in breaking;" I believe their bijouterie and nouveautes are chiefly manufactured for the foreign markets.
Page 138 - Silence as of death,' writes he; 'for Midnight, even in the Arctic latitudes, has its character: nothing but the granite cliffs ruddy-tinged, the peaceable gurgle of that slow-heaving Polar Ocean, over which in the utmost North the great Sun hangs low and lazy, as if he too were slumbering. Yet...
Page 317 - The great walls are crowned by a pinnacle of domes, whose gleaming balls rise majestically above the surrounding cypress-trees. Within are many fine marbles and wonderful carvings, so exquisitely wrought, and of such delicate tracery, one might spend hours in admiring them. But it was the vastness of St. Sophia, not its elegance, that impressed us most. The best view is from the gallery, whence we looked down upon the widereaching floor, away to the sweeping galleries, and up to the echoing vaults,...
Page 138 - ... ocean, over which and the utmost north the great sun hangs low and lazy, as if he too were slumbering. In such moments solitude is invaluable ; for who would speak or be looked upon, when behind him lies all Europe and Africa, fast asleep except the watchmen, and before him the silent Immensity — the palace of the Eternal, whereof our sun is but a porch-lamp ! " If the ascent of the cape was difficult, how shall I describe the descent ! Slipping, stumbling and sliding over the ground — clutching...
Page 138 - The sunlight had not the brilliancy of a more southerly latitude, but shed over sky and water a " soft, mysterious glow, as if shining through a net of golden gauze.
Page 62 - A GERMAN CHRISTMAS. /~\UR festivities began on Christmas eve, with an ^-^ entertainment at the Moravian church. The "Christian Brethren," as members of this sect are called, form quite a little community in Berlin ; and Fraulein F., who gave us tickets, assured us we might expect something very interesting. The exercises were to begin promptly at five o'clock, and the brilliantly-lighted audience-room was well-filled at an early hour.