The Boy's Birth-day Book: Tales1859 |
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18. oldal
... valley of the Sixt , and the Cascades , and the Col d'Anterne , and all that ! Goethe went that way , and said it was jolly . " 66 But , confound it , " shouted Frank Kingstone , 66 we shall have all the scenery of the lake , and cross ...
... valley of the Sixt , and the Cascades , and the Col d'Anterne , and all that ! Goethe went that way , and said it was jolly . " 66 But , confound it , " shouted Frank Kingstone , 66 we shall have all the scenery of the lake , and cross ...
24. oldal
... valley beneath . Kingstone got into one of his nasty tempers , and declared he would not eat or drink anything . He kept asking us whether we were going to be much longer , and , in his satirical manner , inquiring whether we could ...
... valley beneath . Kingstone got into one of his nasty tempers , and declared he would not eat or drink anything . He kept asking us whether we were going to be much longer , and , in his satirical manner , inquiring whether we could ...
30. oldal
... Valley of Chamouni from the Col de Balme is one of the most splendid sights in Switzerland , and if , in addition to this , you can add the enjoy- ment of seeing the sun rise on Mont Blanc , you are supposed to be one of the luckiest ...
... Valley of Chamouni from the Col de Balme is one of the most splendid sights in Switzerland , and if , in addition to this , you can add the enjoy- ment of seeing the sun rise on Mont Blanc , you are supposed to be one of the luckiest ...
31. oldal
... valley of Chamouni from one end to the other , with the Arve winding through it , and the little villages lying tranquilly in the fields , as snug as hares squatting in the grass , Long before we beheld the sun , the summit of his ...
... valley of Chamouni from one end to the other , with the Arve winding through it , and the little villages lying tranquilly in the fields , as snug as hares squatting in the grass , Long before we beheld the sun , the summit of his ...
34. oldal
... valley , nobody can detect it , because the warm dense air keeps it in vapour ; but when once this evaporation has ... valleys and the plains from the wind of the tempest , but it is also to them that we owe our rivers , our springs ...
... valley , nobody can detect it , because the warm dense air keeps it in vapour ; but when once this evaporation has ... valleys and the plains from the wind of the tempest , but it is also to them that we owe our rivers , our springs ...
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alpenstock animal Arabs Archer ascent asked avalanches Balmat Bernard de Jussieu boys called captain Castle of Chillon cayman chamois Chamouni Claude Claude Hopper Coutet crevasses cried dear delighted Doctor Johnson dogs douar Doucet eyes face fancy feet fellow felt fire George George Stephenson glacier Greene guides hand Harris head heard heart horse hunters Jacques Jacques Balmat Jeanne Jules Gérard Kératry killed Kingstone knew lady laugh legs lion living look Madame Blanchemain mammoth Martigny mind Monsieur monster Mont Blanc morning mother mountains never night Nipper and Toby once opossums passed poor Ralph Ralph Greene replied roar rock round sailors Samuel Johnson Scuppens seemed shouted side sister snow soon squatter story Tairraz tell terrible thing thought told took trees turned Uncle Jack valley village walked whilst wild Wolff young
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379. oldal - THE boy stood on the burning deck Whence all but him had fled; The flame that lit the battle's wreck Shone round him o'er the dead. Yet beautiful and bright he stood, As born to rule the storm — A creature of heroic blood, A proud, though childlike form.
380. oldal - With mast, and helm, and pennon fair, That well had borne their part — But the noblest thing which perished there Was that young faithful heart...
251. oldal - You know, we French stormed Ratisbon: A mile or so away, On a little mound, Napoleon Stood on our storming-day; With neck out-thrust, you fancy how, Legs wide, arms locked behind, As if to balance the prone brow Oppressive with its mind. Just as perhaps he mused "My plans That soar, to earth may fall, Let once my army-leader Lannes Waver at yonder wall...
380. oldal - And shouted but once more aloud, "My father! must I stay?" While o'er him fast, through sail and shroud, The wreathing fires made way.
380. oldal - Father!" once again he cried, "If I may yet be gone!" —And but the booming shots replied, And fast the flames rolled on. Upon his brow he felt their breath, And in his waving hair; And looked from that lone post of death In still yet brave despair; And shouted but once more aloud, "My Father! must I stay?
252. oldal - Emperor, by God's grace We've got you Ratisbon ! The Marshal's in the market-place, And you'll be there anon To see your flag-bird flap his vans Where I, to heart's desire, Perched him ! " The chief's eye flashed ; his plans Soared up again like fire. The chief's eye flashed ; but presently Softened itself, as sheathes A film the mother-eagle's eye When her bruised eaglet breathes ; " You're wounded ! "
379. oldal - Accordingly in they went, (in spite of the warnings of some more prudent men,) to within fifteen or twenty paces of the spot where the animal lay concealed. He was couched among the roots of a large evergreen bush, with a small space of open ground on one side of it; and they fancied, on approaching, that they saw him distinctly, lying glaring at them from under the foliage.
222. oldal - tis not thus the voice that dwells In sober birthdays speaks to me ; Far otherwise — of time it tells, Lavish'd unwisely — carelessly — Of counsel mock'd, of talents, made Haply for high and pure designs, But oft, like Israel's incense, laid Upon unholy, earthly shrines ; — Of nursing many a wrong desire — Of wandering after love too far, And taking every meteor fire That...
292. oldal - THERE'S something in a noble boy, A brave, free-hearted, careless one, With his unchecked, unbidden joy, His dread of books and love of fun, And in his clear and ready smile, Unshaded by a thought of guile, And unrepressed by sadness — Which brings me to my childhood back, As if I trod its very track, And felt its very gladness.
379. oldal - ... he was meditating mischief. The Hottentots, by taking a circuit between him and the mountain, crossed the stream, and took a position on the top of a precipice overlooking the spot where he stood. Another party of us occupied a position on the other side of the glen; and placing the poor fellow thus between two fires, which confused his attention and prevented his retreat, we kept battering away at him till he fell, unable again to grapple with us, pierced with many wounds.