Visit to Constantinople and AthensLeavitt, Lord & Company, 1836 - 348 páginas The travel diary of a seagoing tourist, composed from the notes he made to himself after visiting each port. |
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Acropolis admiration affection Alexandria Troas ancient appeared Athens beauty beneath betray bird bosom Bosphorus break Caloyer cast character charms Christian columns Constantinople countenance dark death deep delicate dwellings earth escape feelings female floating flowers force fresh Galata genius Geography grave Greece Greek grief happy harem heart heaven hills hope human Janizaries kindled ladies leave less light look marble Mecca memory mingled monuments moral mosque Mussulman Mycena nation nature ness never New-York night object once Osmanlie Ottoman Ottoman empire Parthenon passed perhaps perished piety Pinnock's present pride Propontis reader relic religion repose rest rich ruins sacred Scamander scarcely sentiment shade shadow ship shore sleep soft solemn spirit splendor spot stand steep stranger stream Sultan sweet swelling tears temple Tenedos thing thou thought tion tomb Troad Troy Female Seminary turban Turk Turkish wave wind young
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Página 331 - A pillar of state : deep on his front engraven Deliberation sat and public care ; And princely counsel in his face yet shone, Majestic though in ruin : sage he stood, With Atlantean shoulders fit to bear The weight of mightiest monarchies ; his look Drew audience and attention still as night Or summer's noontide air...
Página 147 - Perhaps thou gavest me, though unseen, a kiss; Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss — Ah, that maternal smile! it answers — yes.
Página 305 - One song employs all nations ; and all cry, " Worthy the Lamb, for he was slain for us !" The dwellers in the vales and on the rocks Shout to each other, and the mountain tops From distant mountains catch the flying joy ; Till, nation after nation taught the strain, Earth rolls the rapturous, hosanna round.
Página 147 - Perhaps a tear, if souls can weep in bliss ; Ah, that maternal smile, it answers yes ! I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.