Three Months on the Continent: Or, The Record of a Tour Through Europe in 1874 : Supplemented by the Journal of a Trip to the Great Lakes of America, in 1873

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Amer. Print. Company, 1875 - Europe - 180 pages

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Page 129 - I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs ; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand...
Page 163 - And then there was a little isle, Which in my very face did smile, The only one in view ; A small green isle, it seemed no more, Scarce broader than my dungeon floor, But in it there were three tall trees, And o'er it blew the mountain breeze, And by it there were waters flowing, And on it there were young flowers growing, Of gentle breath and hue.
Page 127 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt seaweed Clings to the marble of her palaces.
Page 143 - Enter : its grandeur overwhelms thee not ; And why ? it is not lessened ; but thy mind, Expanded by the genius of the spot, Has grown colossal, and can only find A fit abode wherein appear enshrined Thy hopes of immortality ; and thou Shalt one day, if found worthy, so denned, See thy God face to face, as thou dost now His Holy of Holies, nor be blasted by his brow.
Page 27 - It is my wish that my ashes may repose on the banks of the Seine, in the midst of the French people, whom I have loved so well.
Page 162 - Who first beholds the Alps — that mighty chain Of Mountains, stretching on from east to west, So massive, yet so shadowy, so ethereal, As to belong rather to Heaven than Earth — But instantly receives into his soul A sense, a feeling that he loses not, A something that informs him 'tis a moment Whence he may date henceforward and for ever...
Page 130 - I STOOD in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs, A palace and a prison on each hand ; I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Page 51 - Voltaire in satin breeches and powdered peruke, Frederick the Great in jack-boots and pigtail, and the French classical age of Louis XIV., are the men and times Berlin calls up to the traveler. Berlin is a city of palaces, that is, of huge, barrack-like edifices, with pillars, statues, etc., etc.
Page 20 - Forming by Subscription in the Metropolis of the British Empire a Public Institution for diffusing Knowledge and facilitating the general Introduction of useful Mechanical Inventions and Improvements, and for teaching by Courses of Philosophical Lectures and Experiments the Application of Science to the Common Purposes of Life.
Page 45 - The whole is remarkably rich and suggestive", like the best illustrative engravings ol a celebrated author's works. Here also is shown the armor and other relics of Grand Duke Bernard, one of the Protestant leaders in the " Thirty Years' War," who died in 1639 and was buried in this city church.

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