The Percy Family: The Alps and the RhineA.F. Graves, 1868 - 248 pages |
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... heard all around , and to call the attention of people to her . " Why , into the dome , and on top of the build- ing among the pinnacles , " replied her father . " All right , sir ; go ahead , " laughingly replied the girl , turning to ...
... heard all around , and to call the attention of people to her . " Why , into the dome , and on top of the build- ing among the pinnacles , " replied her father . " All right , sir ; go ahead , " laughingly replied the girl , turning to ...
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... heard of . " " One who has never seen this region of ice , " said Mr. Percy , " can hardly have a conception of it . Here , in the heat of summer , while the fertile plains of Italy , and the vineyards of France , and the orchards of ...
... heard of . " " One who has never seen this region of ice , " said Mr. Percy , " can hardly have a conception of it . Here , in the heat of summer , while the fertile plains of Italy , and the vineyards of France , and the orchards of ...
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... heard so much about them that I want to learn all I can . " 66 Well , drive your mule up as near me as possible , and I will tell you . " 99 " There , I can hear every word you say . ' " The glaciers are formed by the melting of the ...
... heard so much about them that I want to learn all I can . " 66 Well , drive your mule up as near me as possible , and I will tell you . " 99 " There , I can hear every word you say . ' " The glaciers are formed by the melting of the ...
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... heard through the silent house . " Tinkle , tinkle , tinkle . " Nobody answered . " Tinkle , tinkle , tinkle , " again . No response . " Tinkle , tinkle , tinkle , " still louder . Soon a tread was heard in the hall , and a knock at the ...
... heard through the silent house . " Tinkle , tinkle , tinkle . " Nobody answered . " Tinkle , tinkle , tinkle , " again . No response . " Tinkle , tinkle , tinkle , " still louder . Soon a tread was heard in the hall , and a knock at the ...
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... heard any name given to it in our country , but in England it is called the ' Derbyshire neck . ' " " Does the same cause produce the goitre and idiocy both ? " 66 Probably . " " What do scientific men say about it ? " " I remember what ...
... heard any name given to it in our country , but in England it is called the ' Derbyshire neck . ' " " Does the same cause produce the goitre and idiocy both ? " 66 Probably . " " What do scientific men say about it ? " " I remember what ...
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Page 69 - 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 growing, Of gentle breath and hue.
Page 215 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round : The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
Page 71 - And in each pillar there is a ring, And in each ring there is a chain ; That iron is a cankering thing, For in these limbs its teeth remain, With marks that will not wear away...
Page 176 - Another came running presently, And he was pale as pale could be, ' Fly! my Lord Bishop, fly," quoth he, ' Ten thousand rats are coming this way — The Lord forgive you for yesterday! ' ' I'll go to my tower on the Rhine,' replied he, "Tis the safest place in Germany; The walls are high, and the shores are steep, And the stream is strong, and the water deep.
Page 175 - The summer and autumn had been so wet, That in winter the corn was growing yet ; 'Twas a piteous sight to see all around The grain lie rotting on the ground. Every day the starving poor Crowded around Bishop Hatto's door, For he had a plentiful last year's store, And all the neighbourhood could tell His granaries were furnish'd well.
Page 42 - Mont Blanc is the monarch of mountains, They crowned him long ago On a throne of rocks, in a robe of clouds, With a diadem of snow.
Page 221 - Adieu to thee, fair Rhine ! How long delighted The stranger fain would linger on his way ! Thine is a scene alike where souls united Or lonely Contemplation thus might stray; And could the ceaseless vultures cease to prey On...
Page 177 - He listened and looked; . . it was only the Cat; But the Bishop he grew more fearful for that, For she sat screaming, mad with fear At the Army of Rats that were drawing near.
Page 73 - And for the like had little care. The milk drawn from the mountain goat Was changed for water from the moat, Our bread was such as captives' tears Have moisten'd many a thousand years.
Page 70 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And Freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon! 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 thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.