'Up the Country.': Letters Written to Her Sister from the Upper Provinces of India, Volume 1

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R. Bentley, 1866 - British
 

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Page 130 - For, oh, if there be an elysium on earth, It is this, it is this ! There's a bliss beyond all that the minstrel has told, When two, that are link'd in one heavenly tie, With heart never changing and brow never cold, Love on through all ills, and love on till they die ; One hour of a passion so sacred is worth Whole ages of heartless and wandering bliss : And oh...
Page 130 - Delhi is a very suggestive and moralising place — such stupendous remains of power and wealth passed and passing away — and somehow I feel that we horrid English have just ' gone and done it,' merchandised it, revenued it, and spoiled it all.
Page 85 - Governor-General (Auckland), recorded in her diary : "you cannot conceive the horrible sights we see, particularly children, perfect skeletons in many cases, their bones through their skin, without a rag of clothing, and utterly unlike human creatures.
Page 80 - ... son, who rose and salaamed down to the ground three times. Mr. B., who is almost a native in language, and knows them thoroughly, said he was quite touched ; it is so seldom natives show any emotion of that kind. There was a fight of wild beasts after breakfast, elephants, rhinoceroses, rams, &c., but we excused ourselves, as there often are accidents at these fights. The gentlemen all went, and so did Giles, and they were quite delighted, and said we ought to have seen it. In the afternoon we...
Page 81 - Turkish bath of white marble, the arches intersecting each other in all directions and the marble inlaid with cornelian and bloodstone, and in every corner of the palace there were little fountains ; even during the hot winds, they say, it is cool from the quantity of water in the fountains playing ; and in the verandah there were fifty trays of fruits and flowers laid out for us".
Page 126 - For miles round it," she said, " there is nothing to be seen but gigantic ruins of mosques and palaces, and the actual living city has the finest mosque we have seen yet. It is in such perfect preservation, built entirely of red stone and white marble, with immense flights of marble steps leading up to three sides of it...
Page 71 - At the end of breakfast, two hookahs were brought in, that the chiefs might smoke together, and a third for Colonel L., the British resident, that his consequence might be kept up in the eyes of the Lucknowites, by showing that he is allowed to smoke at the GovernorGeneral's table. The old khansamah wisely took care to put no tobacco in G.'s hookah, though it looked very grand and imposing with its snake and rose-water. G. says he was quite distressed; he could not persuade it to make the right kind...
Page 102 - European, or hearing an English word, nobody can tell. Captain N. has led that sort of life in the jungles too, and says that, towards the end of the rainy season, when the health generally gives way, the lowness of spirits that comes on is quite dreadful...
Page 289 - Still he has made himself a great King ; he has conquered a great many enemies ; he is remarkably just in his government ; he has disciplined a large army ; he hardly ever takes away life, which is wonderful in a despot ; and he is excessively beloved by his people...
Page 4 - G.'s jalousies, which are a great loss. I never saw such a desolate scene : no birds flying about — there is no grain for them to eat. We have met only one native boat, which must have been there since the Deluge. Occasionally there is a bamboo stuck up with a bush tied to it, which is to recall the cheerful fact that there a tiger has carried off a man.

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