Wanderings of a Pilgrim in the Shadow of Mont BlancWiley & Putnam, 1846 - 166 страница |
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... river's brim , Or at the cottage door , A yellow primrose is to him , And it is nothing more . " Not so does a mind read nature , or listen to her teachings , whose inward sight has been purified and illumined from above . " God's ...
... river's brim , Or at the cottage door , A yellow primrose is to him , And it is nothing more . " Not so does a mind read nature , or listen to her teachings , whose inward sight has been purified and illumined from above . " God's ...
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... rivers . There are the various commanding views of Mont Blanc , especially at sunset , with the changing hues from the dazzling white to the deep rich crimson , from the crimson to the cold grey , from the grey to the pink , till the ...
... rivers . There are the various commanding views of Mont Blanc , especially at sunset , with the changing hues from the dazzling white to the deep rich crimson , from the crimson to the cold grey , from the grey to the pink , till the ...
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... river's course from where it issues from the city and the lake to the point immediately beneath you , where the brawling , furious , muddy Arve rushes into it . The Rhone is the biggest river , but the Arve is very pertinacious . The ...
... river's course from where it issues from the city and the lake to the point immediately beneath you , where the brawling , furious , muddy Arve rushes into it . The Rhone is the biggest river , but the Arve is very pertinacious . The ...
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... river of foaming light , from the quiet bosom of the lake , amid the busy hum of industry , to the song of the moun ... rivers , and all that the Arve can do is in vain , for his offers and his menaces are both rejected , and he has to ...
... river of foaming light , from the quiet bosom of the lake , amid the busy hum of industry , to the song of the moun ... rivers , and all that the Arve can do is in vain , for his offers and his menaces are both rejected , and he has to ...
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... river of life . The people who drink of the stream of Romanism , and live on that side , are lean , poor , and ignorant . They love their own stream to des- peration , muddy and gravelly as it is , and cannot endure the other ; though ...
... river of life . The people who drink of the stream of Romanism , and live on that side , are lean , poor , and ignorant . They love their own stream to des- peration , muddy and gravelly as it is , and cannot endure the other ; though ...
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Alpine Alps amidst ascending avalanches beautiful beneath Bible bright Canton cataract Chamouny CHAPTER Chiavenna Christ Christian Church clouds Courmayeur crags D'Aubigné deep Devil's Bridge divine divine grace earth Einsiedeln eternal faith fall feel feet Geneva glaciers glittering glorious glory God's gorge gospel grace Grand St grandeur Grindlewald heart heaven height Hospice hour Interlachen Italy Jungfrau Kandersteg Lake Lauterbrunnen liberty light look magnificent Martigny masses Mer de Glace mighty mind mist Mont Blanc moon morning moun mountain nature night pass peaks pleasant Poet prayer precipices religion religious Rhone ridges rise river rock Roman Romish scene scenery seems shining side snow snowy sometimes soul spirit stars storm streams sublimity summit sweet Swiss Switzerland tell things thou thought thunder Thusis torrent traveller truth Valais vale valley vast verdure village voice weather whole wild wonder word
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Страница 69 - Ye Ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the Gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who bade the sun Clothe you with rainbows? Who, with living flowers Of loveliest blue, spread garlands at your feet? GOD! let the torrents, like a shout of nations, Answer! and let the ice-plains echo, GOD!
Страница 128 - Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall. Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon, DEJECTION.
Страница 140 - 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.
Страница 69 - Ye pine-groves, with your soft and soul-like sounds! And they too have a voice, yon piles of snow, And in their perilous fall shall thunder, God! Ye living flowers that skirt the eternal frost!
Страница 127 - ... around me hopped and played, Their thoughts I cannot measure : — But the least motion which they made, It seemed a thrill of pleasure. The budding twigs spread out their fan, To catch the breezy air; And I must think, do all I can, That there was pleasure there. If this belief from heaven be sent, If such be Nature's holy plan, Have I not reason to lament What man has made of man?
Страница 69 - Who gave you your invulnerable life, Your strength, your speed, your fury, and your joy, Unceasing thunder and eternal foam? And who commanded (and the silence came), Here let the billows stiffen, and have rest?
Страница 86 - It is a beauteous evening, calm and free, The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration; the broad sun Is sinking down in its tranquillity; The gentleness of heaven broods o'er the Sea: Listen!
Страница 68 - Thy habitation from eternity! 0 dread and silent Mount! I gazed upon thee, Till thou, still present to the bodily sense, Didst vanish from my thought: entranced in prayer 1 worshipped the Invisible alone. "Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing— there As in her natural form, swelled...
Страница 171 - Ever drifting, drifting, drifting On the shifting Currents of the restless heart; Till at length in books recorded, They, like hoarded Household words, no more depart.
Страница 127 - To her fair works did Nature link The human soul that through me ran, And much it grieved my heart to think What man has made of man.