The Autobiography of Elizabeth Davis: A Balaclava Nurse, Daughter of Dafydd Cadwaladyr
Hurst and Blackett, 1857 - Crimean War, 1853-1856 - 308 pages
The narrative of Elizabeth Davis (1789-1860) describes her life as a Welsh domestic servant, nurse in the Crimean War, Sunday school teacher, and world traveller, from birth to 1857. Her improbable memoirs contain accounts of her travel adventures to countries including India, Australia, the West Indies, China, and South America.
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Page 109 - Come, Disappointment, come ! Though from Hope's summit hurl'd, Still, rigid nurse, thou art forgiven, For thou severe wert sent from heaven To wean me from the world : To turn mine eye From vanity, And point to scenes of bliss that never, never die.
Page 10 - God the Son, Redeemer of the world : have mercy upon us miserable sinners. O God, the Holy Ghost, proceeding from the Father and the Son : have mercy upon us miserable sinners.
Page 142 - Sparkling with midnight splendour from the sky : They bask beneath, the sun's meridian rays, When not a shadow breaks the boundless blaze ; The breath of ocean wanders through their vales In morning breezes and in evening gales : Earth from her lap perennial verdure pours, Ambrosial fruits, and amaranthine flowers ; O'er the wild mountains and luxuriant plains, Nature in all the pomp of beauty reigns, In all the pride of freedom.
Page 142 - Sparkling with midnight splendour from the sky: They bask beneath the sun's meridian rays, When not a shadow breaks the boundless blaze ; The breath of ocean wanders through their vales In morning breezes and in evening gales : Earth from her lap perennial verdure pours, Ambrosial fruits, and amaranthine flowers; O'er the wild mountains and luxuriant plains, Nature in all the pomp of beauty reigns, In all the pride of freedom.
Page 152 - Thus far shalt thou go, and no farther ; and here shall thy proud waves be stayed.
Page 268 - Mountain-forests, river-lands, And a nobler race demands ; And a nobler race arise, Stretch their limbs, unclose their eyes, Claim the earth, and seek the skies. Gliding through Magellan's straits, Where two oceans ope their gates, What a spectacle awaits ! The immense Pacific smiles Round ten thousand little isles, — Haunts of violence and wiles.
Page 284 - Has long since swept from the world away ! In Memory's land waves never a leaf, There never a summer breeze blows, But some long smothered thought of joy or grief Starts up from its...
Page 8 - ... but of late the number is decreased, as the necessity of the week-day schools is superseded by the increase of Sunday schools, and my attention is drawn to the extension of them as wide as possible. The circulating day schools have been the principal means of erecting Sunday schools ; for, without the former, the state of the country was such, that we could not obtain teachers to carry on the latter ; besides, Sunday schools were set up in every place where the day schools had been.
Page 222 - O point these raptures! bid my bosom glow! And lead my soul to ecstasies of praise For all the blessings of my infant days! Bear me through regions where gay Fancy dwells; But mould to Truth's fair form what Memory tells.
Page 12 - It is therefore a happy characteristic of the Church of England, that she reads the whole of the New Testament, and a great part of the Old...