Souvenirs of Travel, Volume 2S. H. Goetzel, 1857 - Europe |
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... splendid edifices . After the Romans came the Gothic rule , and then the Moorish dominion , when Cordova was spread out over the plains , and one million was the number of its inhabitants . During the reign of Abderah- man it became the ...
... splendid edifices . After the Romans came the Gothic rule , and then the Moorish dominion , when Cordova was spread out over the plains , and one million was the number of its inhabitants . During the reign of Abderah- man it became the ...
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... splendid bridge of dark - colored marble , we came to the vil- lage of Alcolea , which was once celebrated for the Cordevese horses bred there . Our road passed through fields of corn and groves of olive trees , with the Sierra Morena ...
... splendid bridge of dark - colored marble , we came to the vil- lage of Alcolea , which was once celebrated for the Cordevese horses bred there . Our road passed through fields of corn and groves of olive trees , with the Sierra Morena ...
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... splendid equip- ages dashing along . It was like a radiant vision uprisen by the wave of an enchanter's wand , and in strong contrast with the darkness and chilling blasts of the preceding hours . We drove to the Calle de Carretas ...
... splendid equip- ages dashing along . It was like a radiant vision uprisen by the wave of an enchanter's wand , and in strong contrast with the darkness and chilling blasts of the preceding hours . We drove to the Calle de Carretas ...
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... splendid paint- ing to a small pig . Leaving this busy and tumultuous reunion , we walked slowly along the Calle de Alcalá — a broad and magnificent street , where there are palace - like houses , occupied by the nobility of Madrid ...
... splendid paint- ing to a small pig . Leaving this busy and tumultuous reunion , we walked slowly along the Calle de Alcalá — a broad and magnificent street , where there are palace - like houses , occupied by the nobility of Madrid ...
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... splendid cathedral of Seville , we were not anxious to visit all the churches of Madrid , as they are not remarkable in architecture or adornments . There are multitudes of hospitals and houses of charity founded by persons of wealth ...
... splendid cathedral of Seville , we were not anxious to visit all the churches of Madrid , as they are not remarkable in architecture or adornments . There are multitudes of hospitals and houses of charity founded by persons of wealth ...
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Page 49 - Her lover sinks — she sheds no ill-timed tear ; Her chief is slain — she fills his fatal post ; Her fellows flee — she checks their base career ; The foe retires — she heads the sallying host : Who can appease like her a lover's ghost ? Who can avenge so well a leader's fall?
Page 138 - I see before me the gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand ; his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low ; And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him ; he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Page 217 - Fill'd with the face of heaven, which, from afar, Comes down upon the waters ; all its hues, From the rich sunset to the rising star, Their magical variety diffuse : And now they change ; a paler shadow strews Its mantle o'er the mountains ; parting day Dies like the dolphin, whom each pang imbues With a new colour as it gasps away, The last still loveliest, till — 'tis gone — and all is gray.
Page 124 - Circus' genial laws. And the imperial pleasure. — Wherefore not? What matters where we fall to fill the maws Of worms — on battle-plains or listed spot? Both are but theatres where the chief actors rot.
Page 99 - But thou, of temples old, or altars new, Standest alone — with nothing like to thee — Worthiest of God, the holy and the true. Since Zion's desolation, when that He Forsook his former city, what could be, Of earthly structures, in his honour piled, Of a sublimer aspect ? Majesty, Power, Glory, Strength, and Beauty, all are aisled In this eternal ark of worship undefiled.
Page 138 - He heard it, but he heeded not — his eyes Were with his heart, and that was far away: He recked not of the life he lost nor prize, But where his rude hut by the Danube lay, There were his young barbarians all at play, There was their Dacian mother—he, their sire, Butchered to make a Roman holiday — All this rushed with his blood — Shall he expire And unavenged? — Arise! ye Goths, and glut your ire!
Page 103 - Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona ; for flesh and blood hath not revealed it unto thee, but my Father which is in heaven. And I say also unto thee, that thou art Peter, and upon this rock will I build my church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.
Page 151 - mid the assassins' din, At thy bathed base the bloody Csesar lie, Folding his robe in dying dignity, An offering to thine altar from the queen Of gods and men, great Nemesis ! did he die, And thou, too, perish, Pompey? have ye been Victors of countless kings, or puppets of a scene?
Page 119 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
Page 123 - While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand; 'When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; 'And when Rome falls — the World.