Narrative of a Journey Through the Upper Provinces of India, from Calcutta to Bambay, 1824-1825; (With Notes Upon Ceylon,) an Account of a Journey to Madras and the Southern Provinces, 1826, and Letters Written in India, Volume 1
What people are saying - Write a review
We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.
Other editions - View all
animals answered appearance arrived asked attended bank beautiful believe Bengal better boats brought building Calcutta called carried church close considerable continued course covered Dacca distance England English European expected extremely fact feet fine followed four Ganges gave give Government hand head heard hills Hindoo hope horse India interesting kind land least leave less light live looking Lord manner means miles morning mountains Mussulmans native nearly never night observed offered officers passed Persian persons pointed poor present pretty probably received remains residence respects river round ruins seemed seen sent servants short side situation soon sort stream supposed thing thought tion told took town trees turned usual vessel village walk whole wind young
Page 113 - O'er broad Hindostan's sultry meads, o'er bleak Almorah's hill. That course nor Delhi's kingly gates, nor wild Malwah detain, For sweet the bliss us both awaits by yonder western main. Thy towers, Bombay, gleam bright, they say, across the dark blue sea : But ne'er were hearts so blithe and gay as there shall meet in thee!
Page 111 - To-day or to-morrow we will go into such a city and continue there a year, and buy and sell, and get gain : whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life ? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away. For that ye ought to say, If the Lord will, we shall live, and do this, or that.
Page 113 - O'er Gunga's mimic sea ! I miss thee at the dawning gray, When, on our deck reclined, In careless ease my limbs I lay, And woo the cooler wind. I miss thee when by Gunga's stream My twilight steps I guide, But most beneath the lamp's pale beam, I miss thee from my side.
Page 115 - The shrill cigala strikes his lyre ; And what is she, whose liquid strain Thrills through yon copse of sugar-cane ? I know that soul-entrancing swell ! It is — it must be — Philomel. Enough, enough, the rustling trees Announce a shower upon the breeze, — The flashes of the summer sky Assume a deeper, ruddier dye ; Yon lamp that trembles on the stream, From forth our cabin sheds its beam ; And we must early sleep, to find Betimes the morning's healthy wind. But, oh ! with thankful hearts confess...
Page 81 - ... swimming' about at the full extent of their strings, or lying half in and half out of the water, others were rolling themselves in the sun on the sandy bank, uttering a shrill whistling noise as if in play. I was told that most of the fishermen in this neighbourhood kept one or more of these animals, who were almost as tame as dogs, and of great use in fishing, sometimes driving the shoals into the nets, sometimes bringing out the larger fish with their teeth.
Page 81 - ... more of these animals, who were almost as tame as dogs, and of great use in fishing, sometimes driving the shoals into the nets, sometimes bringing out the larger fish with their teeth. I was much pleased and interested with the sight. It has always been a fancy of mine that the poor creatures whom we waste and persecute to death for no cause, but the gratification of our cruelty, might by reasonable treatment be made the sources of abundant amusement and advantage to us. The simple Hindoo shows...
Page 115 - mid charcoal gleams, The Moslems' savoury supper steams, While all apart, beneath the wood, The Hindoo cooks his simpler food. Come walk with me the jungle through; If yonder hunter told us true; Far off, in desert dank and rude. The...
Page 251 - I asked Mr. Boulderson if it .were true that the monkeys forsook these woods during the unwholesome months. He answered that not the monKeys only, but everything which had the breath of life, instinctively deserts them, from the beginning of April to October. The tigers go up to the hills, the antelopes and wild hogs make incursions into the cultivated plain ; and those persons, such as Dak-bearers, or military officers, who are obliged to traverse the forest in the intervening months, agree that...
Page 113 - I miss thee from my side. I spread my books, my pencil try The lingering noon to cheer, But miss thy kind approving eye, Thy meek attentive ear. But when...
Page 306 - While in the small apartment where I got rid of my shining garments, I was struck with its beautiful ornaments. It was entirely lined with white marble, inlaid with flowers and leaves of green serpentine, lapis lazuli, and blue and red porphyry ; the flowers were of the best Italian style of workmanship, and evidently the labour of an artist of that country.