Sketches of India: With Notes on the Seasons, Scenery, and Society of Bombay, Elephanta, and Salsette |
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... walk upon the high poop , is a pleasing relief after the fogs , rains , and chilly nights , which have depressed your spirits , and made you dissatisfied with everything . The young voyager is now delighted with the different colours of ...
... walk upon the high poop , is a pleasing relief after the fogs , rains , and chilly nights , which have depressed your spirits , and made you dissatisfied with everything . The young voyager is now delighted with the different colours of ...
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... walking below ; and this is , certainly , so far an advantage over the broad system ; but , upon the whole , these confined streets are a great drawback to the health of the Fort and town . The grand end aimed at in H the construction ...
... walking below ; and this is , certainly , so far an advantage over the broad system ; but , upon the whole , these confined streets are a great drawback to the health of the Fort and town . The grand end aimed at in H the construction ...
Page 65
... walk . The money - lenders purchase or exchange all sorts of foreign coin ; and for the few sovereigns that I found at the bottom of my purse , upon landing in India , I received in change , from one of these men , eleven rupees each ...
... walk . The money - lenders purchase or exchange all sorts of foreign coin ; and for the few sovereigns that I found at the bottom of my purse , upon landing in India , I received in change , from one of these men , eleven rupees each ...
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... walks behind , holds over them a splendid crimson , China - satin chittree , with a gold fringe of chaste design , as ... walk , which had been arrested for the moment , as these little birds - of - paradise flew past him to sport amid ...
... walks behind , holds over them a splendid crimson , China - satin chittree , with a gold fringe of chaste design , as ... walk , which had been arrested for the moment , as these little birds - of - paradise flew past him to sport amid ...
Page 73
... walk . They all wear black , short gowns , with white collars turned over the shoulders , a kind of Oxford cap , and buckles in their shoes . The robust well - fed looking men , who in puce surplices and bishops ' hats , walking on each ...
... walk . They all wear black , short gowns , with white collars turned over the shoulders , a kind of Oxford cap , and buckles in their shoes . The robust well - fed looking men , who in puce surplices and bishops ' hats , walking on each ...
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Page 178 - The latent tracts, the giddy heights explore Of all who blindly creep, or sightless soar; Eye Nature's walks, shoot folly as it flies, And catch the manners living as they rise; Laugh where we must, be candid where we can; But vindicate the ways of God to man.
Page 200 - As when the moon, refulgent lamp of night, O'er Heaven's clear azure spreads her sacred light, When not a breath disturbs the deep serene, And not a cloud o'ercasts the solemn scene ; Around her throne the vivid planets roll, And stars unnumber'd gild the glowing pole, O'er the dark trees a yellower verdure shed, And tip with silver every mountain's head...
Page 19 - Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll ! Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain ; Man marks the earth with ruin, his control Stops with the shore ; upon the watery plain The wrecks are all thy deed...
Page 118 - These are thy glorious works, Parent of good, Almighty ! thine this universal frame, Thus wondrous fair: thyself how wondrous then, Unspeakable ! who sitt'st above these heavens To us invisible, or dimly seen In these thy lowest works; yet these declare Thy goodness beyond thought, and power divine.
Page 38 - O ETERNAL Lord God, who alone spreadest out the heavens, and rulest the raging of the sea ; who hast compassed the waters with bounds, until day and night come to an end...
Page 134 - Let us adore the supremacy of that divine sun, the god-head who illuminates all, who recreates all, from whom all proceed, to whom all must return, whom we invoke to direct our understandings aright in our progress towards his holy seat.
Page 90 - But who can paint Like Nature? Can imagination boast, Amid its gay creation, hues like hers ? Or can it mix them with that matchless skill, And lose them in each other, as appears In every bud that blows...
Page 109 - Every man is brutish in his knowledge : every founder is confounded by the graven image : for his molten image is falsehood, and there is no breath in them. They are vanity, and the work of errors : in the time of their visitation they shall perish.
Page 26 - And amidst the flashing and feathery foam, The stormy petrel finds a home; A home, if such a place may be For her who lives on the wide, wide sea, On the craggy ice, in the frozen air, And only seeketh her rocky lair To warm her young, and to teach them to spring At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing!
Page 189 - Like the gale, that sighs along Beds of oriental flowers, Is the grateful breath of song, That once was heard in happier hours ; Fill'd with balm, the gale sighs on, Though the flowers have sunk in death ; So, when pleasure's dream is gone, Its memory lives in Music's breath.