Sketches of India: With Notes on the Seasons, Scenery, and Society of Bombay, Elephanta, and Salsette |
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... young cadet , fresh from the military college of Addis- combe , with his head full of the Wellington despatches , and of Bengal tigers . According to the good old custom , I kept an accurate diary , and was as punctual in noting down ...
... young cadet , fresh from the military college of Addis- combe , with his head full of the Wellington despatches , and of Bengal tigers . According to the good old custom , I kept an accurate diary , and was as punctual in noting down ...
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... young voyager is now delighted with the different colours of the sea . When viewed in hazy weather , a yellow tinge is spread over it ; but , as he enters the torrid zone , a dark brown is the prevailing colour . But these hues are ...
... young voyager is now delighted with the different colours of the sea . When viewed in hazy weather , a yellow tinge is spread over it ; but , as he enters the torrid zone , a dark brown is the prevailing colour . But these hues are ...
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... young , and teach them to spring At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing ! " The stormy petrels congregate under the sheltered sides of vessels , where they are in a great measure protected from the wind , and find plenty of food ...
... young , and teach them to spring At once o'er the waves on their stormy wing ! " The stormy petrels congregate under the sheltered sides of vessels , where they are in a great measure protected from the wind , and find plenty of food ...
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... young gentleman sitting in the bow of one of the boats , and holding over his head a rag- ged pink umbrella , as a fit and proper person to look after my luggage , and act as valet de chambre during my sojourn in Bombay . I told him ...
... young gentleman sitting in the bow of one of the boats , and holding over his head a rag- ged pink umbrella , as a fit and proper person to look after my luggage , and act as valet de chambre during my sojourn in Bombay . I told him ...
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... young ones undisturbed in the open mouth of a buffalo , or among the folds of a monster serpent . The minah , ( gracula religiosa , Linn . ) I may here observe , has all the characteristics of the English starling about him , though ...
... young ones undisturbed in the open mouth of a buffalo , or among the folds of a monster serpent . The minah , ( gracula religiosa , Linn . ) I may here observe , has all the characteristics of the English starling about him , though ...
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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.