Traits of Travel: Or, Tales of Men and Cities, Volumen1H. Colburn, 1829 |
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... passes by the breast " the deepliest stained with sin ... spirit , call it by what name , or imagine it under what figure we may ... passed before my face . The hair of my flesh stood up . An image was before mine eyes ; it THE NIGHTMARE . 117.
... passes by the breast " the deepliest stained with sin ... spirit , call it by what name , or imagine it under what figure we may ... passed before my face . The hair of my flesh stood up . An image was before mine eyes ; it THE NIGHTMARE . 117.
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Página 201 - Whatever earth, all-bearing mother, yields In India East or West, or middle shore In Pontus or the Punic coast, or where Alcinous reign'd ; fruit of all kinds, in coat Rough, or smooth rind, or bearded husk, or shell, She gathers, tribute large, and on the board Heaps with unsparing hand.
Página 117 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice...
Página 202 - Apollo's harp and Hermes' lyre resound, Nor are the Muses strangers found : The rout of rural folk come thronging in, (Their rudeness then is thought no sin) Thy noblest spouse affords them welcome grace ; And the great heroes of her race Sit mixt with loss of state or reverence.
Página 118 - But yester-night I prayed aloud In anguish and in agony, Up-starting from the fiendish crowd Of shapes and thoughts that tortured me: A lurid light, a trampling throng, Sense of intolerable wrong, And whom I scorned, those only strong!
Página 204 - To store her children with : if all the world Should in a pet of temperance feed on pulse...
Página 114 - ... is a half-pay colonel in the French service, though a German by birth. His limbs received their summary amputation by two quick-sent cannon shots at the battle of Dresden, I believe. Since he- was disabled, he has lived in his present retirement, -" passing rich on fifty pounds a-year ;" and happy is it for him that nature...
Página 114 - It is useless to make a mystery of what the reader has already divined : my one-legged, one-armed host was the owner of this complicated machine, and the performer on it, whose wonderful tone and execution had caused me so much pleasure. But what will be said when I tell the astonished, but perhaps incredulous public, that his
Página 113 - ... by any vulgar accident of life ; and the cross of honour suspended to his button-hole, finished the brief abstract of his history. A short interlocution, consisting of apology on my part and invitation on his, ended in my accompanying him towards the house ; and, as I shifted from his left side to his right, to offer one of my arms to his only one, I saw a smile on the countenance of his pretty .wife, and another on that of his old f ither, and my good footing with the family was secured.
Página 203 - Well, on, brave boys, to your lord's hearth, Glitt'ring with fire, where, for your mirth, Ye shall see first the large and chief Foundation of .your feast, fat beef...
Página 173 - Had he lived to our times, he might probably have been won over by a popular essay on the subject, which describes, in pathetic phrase, the manifold delights attending on that dish— the fat, which is no fat — the lean which is not lean—- the eyes melting from their sockets, and other tender touches of description. Be this as it may, my unenlightened parent would never suffer roast-pig upon his table, and so it happened, that, at sixteen years of age, I had never seen one.