The Wagonauts Abroad: Two Tours in the Wild Mountains of Tennessee and North Carolina, Made by Three Kegs, Four Wagonauts and a Canteen, in Two PartsHenry Melvil Doak Southwestern Publishing House, 1892 - Всего страниц: 300 |
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Стр. 198 - COURAGE !' he said, and pointed toward the land, ' This mounting wave will roll us shoreward soon.' In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon ; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams ! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did...
Стр. 256 - O'er all there hung the shadow of a fear, A sense of mystery the spirit daunted, And said, as plain as whisper in the ear, The place is haunted.
Стр. 204 - And blind recesses of the caverned rocks ; The little rills, and waters numberless, Inaudible by daylight, blend their notes With the loud streams : and often, at the hour When issue forth the first pale stars, is heard, Within the circuit of this fabric...
Стр. 97 - ARETHUSA arose From her couch of snows In the Acroceraunian mountains, — From cloud and from crag, With many a jag, Shepherding her bright fountains. She leapt down the rocks, With her rainbow locks Streaming among the streams ; Her steps paved with green The downward ravine Which slopes to the western gleams : And gliding and springing She went, ever singing In murmurs as soft as sleep. The Earth seemed to love her, And Heaven smiled above her...
Стр. 198 - In the afternoon they came unto a land In which it seemed always afternoon. All round the coast the languid air did swoon, Breathing like one that hath a weary dream. Full-faced above the valley stood the moon ; And like a downward smoke, the slender stream Along the cliff to fall and pause and fall did seem. A land of streams! some, like a downward smoke, Slow-dropping veils of thinnest lawn, did go; And some thro' wavering lights and shadows broke, Rolling a slumbrous sheet of foam below.
Стр. 176 - With her rainbow locks Streaming among the streams ; Her steps paved with green The downward ravine Which slopes to the western gleams ; And gliding and springing, She went, ever singing, In murmurs as soft as sleep ; The earth seemed to love her, And heaven smiled above her, As she lingered towards the deep.
Стр. 23 - I'll give thee this plague for thy dowry : be thou as chaste as ice, as pure as snow, thou shalt not escape calumny.
Стр. 107 - The point of one white star is quivering still Deep in the orange light of widening morn Beyond the purple mountains : through a chasm Of wind-divided mist the darker lake Reflects it : now it wanes : it gleams again As the waves fade, and as the burning threads Of woven cloud unravel in pale air : Tis lost ! and through yon peaks of cloud-like snow The roseate sunlight quivers...
Стр. 204 - One voice — the solitary raven, flying Athwart the concave of the dark blue dome, Unseen, perchance above all power of sight — An iron knell ! with echoes from afar Faint — and still fainter...
Стр. 45 - early to bed and early to rise, is the way to be healthy, wealthy, and wise.