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Page 185 - When the cold light's uncertain shower Streams on the ruined central tower ; When buttress and buttress, alternately, Seem framed of ebon and ivory ; When silver edges the imagery, And the scrolls that teach thee to live and die ; When distant Tweed is heard to rave, And the owlet to hoot o'er the dead man's grave; Then go — but go alone the while — Then view St David's ruined pile ; And, home returning, soothly swear, Was never scene so sad and fair ! II.
Page 178 - London town; Seated in companies they sit with radiance all their own. The hum of multitudes was there but multitudes of lambs, Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands. Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among. Beneath them sit the aged men, wise guardians of the poor. Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.
Page 153 - Of mighty Shakespeare's birth, the room, we see; That, where he died, in vain to find we try; Useless the search — for all immortal he — And those, who are immortal, never die.
Page 166 - twould a saint provoke ! (Were the last words that poor Narcissa spoke) — No, let a charming chintz and Brussels lace Wrap my cold limbs, and shade my lifeless face ; One would not, sure...
Page 173 - world's map, which you may here discern in its per' fectest motion, justling and turning. It is a heap of * stones and men, with a vast confusion of languages ; and ' were the steeple not sanctified, nothing liker Babel. The * noise in it is like that of bees, a strange hum, mixed of ' walking tongues and feet ; it is a kind of still roar or
Page 140 - Then I spoke severely. The dignity of a freeborn American asserted itself. I said : "/am not driving this cab. I wish to go to 163 Blank Road, but it is not my business to find the way. You can ask the first policeman you see." But the peace of the June afternoon was over. It seemed to me that the very hansom moved sullenly. We kept bringing up with a jerk at some corner, while cabby shouted out his inquiry, and then we went on again. At last we reached Blank Road. I saw the name on a streetsign,...
Page 94 - And after Rome came Venice, and the old palaces, where, in one of them, "everything was of the past except the flowers, which everywhere ran riot. Marble vases, rifled from tombs, were full of glowing crimson roses. Brighthued blossoms filled the windows, vines trailed over the walls, fragrance as of a thousand gardens flooded the rooms.
Page 141 - I took out another silver shilling, and handed it to him ; but I felt that I had the dignity of an American to maintain. I remembered what my friend had told me, and I said loftily : '•And now I will take your number, if you please." "Yes, I'll give you my number. Oh, yes. you shall 'ave my number and welcome ! " and he tore off from somewhere a sort of tin plate with figures on it I had been accustomed to the printed slip which every French cocker hands you without asking ; and it occurred to...
Page 84 - Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is strong as death. . . . Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it: if a man would give all the substance of his house for love, it would utterly be contemned.
Page 238 - ... Mall, in Westminster Abbey, on London Bridge, to see the queen open parliament, she made straightway for her shopping in Paris, where the streets were an unending pleasure. "As for jewels, if anywhere in the world there are jewels to surpass those you see in certain shop-windows in Paris," she says, " it must be that they are in kings' houses. Fancy exquisite tea-roses, the size of life, composed altogether of diamonds, so brilliant that they mock your adjectives with their shining satire. Fancy...