A hand-book for travellers in Switzerland and the Alps of Savoy and Piedmont. [by J. Murray. 1st] -5th, 7th-10th, 12th, 14th-16th, 18th, 19th ed. [2 issues of the 18th ed. The 16th and 18th eds. are in 2 pt.].1879 |
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Airolo Aletsch glacier Alpine Alps Amsteg ancient ascent avalanches Bâle bank Baths beautiful Berne Bernese Bernina bridge Brieg Brienz called canton carriage carriage-road castle châlets Chamonix chapel Château church Coire crosses descends Engadine Engelberg excursion fall Flüelen foot French Geneva glacier Glarus gorge Gothard Grimsel Grindelwald height horses houses Inhab Inns Interlaken Joch Junct Jungfrau Jura Krone lake lake of Lucerne Lausanne Lauterbrunnen leads Lucerne Meiringen miles Mont Blanc mountain Muotta Mürren nearly Neuchâtel Oberland pass path peaks Pension picturesque Pontresina Post precipices Railway reached Rhine Rhone Rhone Glacier ridge Rigi rises river road rock ROUTE scenery Schwyz seen side Simplon slope snow Splügen Stat steamer steep stone stream summit Swiss Switzerland Thal thence Thun Tödi torrent tower town traveller Valais valley Vevey village walk wood zigzags Zürich
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Page 186 - Chillón I thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar ; for 'twas trod Until his very steps have left a trace Worn, as if the cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard I May none those marks efface
Page 58 - Mountains have fallen, Leaving a gap in the clouds, and with the shock Rocking their Alpine brethren ; filling up The ripe green valleys with destruction's Damming the rivers with a sudden dash, Which crush'd the waters into mist, and made Their fountains find another channel—thus, Thus, in its old age, did Mount Rosenberg.
Page 187 - little isleğ Which in my very face did smileğ The only one in view ; A small green isle, it seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon-floor; But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain-breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers
Page 181 - that I wrote the last line of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered
Page 78 - The torrent is in shape, curving over the rock, like the tail of a white horse streaming in the wind—such as it might be conceived would be that of the ' pale horse ' on which Death is mounted in the Apocalypse. It is neither mist nor water, but a something between both : its
Page 187 - Prisoner of Chillón:'— " And then there was a little isleğ Which in my very face did smileğ The only one in view ; A small green isle, it seem'd no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon-floor; But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain-breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young
Page lxiii - river ; perhaps a still apter simile might be found in the history of a glacier. Heaven-descended in its origin, it yet takes its mould and conformation from the hidden womb of the mountains which brought it forth. At first soft and ductile, it acquires a character and firmness of its own, as
Page 187 - But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain-breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers
Page 82 - Heard the avalanches falling every five minutes nearly. The clouds rose from the opposite valley, curling up perpendicular precipices, like the foam of the ocean of hell during a spring tide—it was white and sulphury, and immeasurably deep in appearance. The side we ascended was not of so
Page 152 - the last remnant of the wreck of years, And looks as with the wild bewilder'd gaze Of one to stone converted by amaze, Yet still with consciousness ; and there it stands, Levell'd Aventicum, hath strew'd her