Narrative of an Excursion from Corfu to Smyrna: Comprising a Progress Through Albania and the North of Greece; with Some Account of Athens ... To which is Annexed, a Translation of the Erastae, of Plato
Black, Young, and Young, 1827 - 271 pagina's
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Narrative of an Excursion From Corfu to Smyrna: Comprising a Progress ...
Thomas R. Jolliffe
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Pagina 87 - Not where he eats, but where he is eaten : a certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet : we fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots...
Pagina 151 - Appals the gazing mourner's heart, As if to him it could impart The doom he dreads, yet dwells upon; Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, aye, one treacherous hour, He still might doubt the Tyrant's power; So fair, so calm, so softly sealed, The first, last look by Death revealed!
Pagina 151 - Such is the aspect of this shore; 'Tis Greece, but living Greece no more! So coldly sweet, so deadly fair, We start, for soul is wanting there. Hers is the loveliness in death, That parts not quite with parting breath; But beauty with that fearful bloom, That hue which haunts it to the tomb; Expression's last receding ray, A gilded halo hovering round decay, The farewell beam of Feeling past away!
Pagina 15 - The Tomb of Alexander, a dissertation on the Sarcophagus, brought from Alexandria, and now in the British Museum,
Pagina 151 - He who hath bent him o'er the dead Ere the first day of death is fled, The first dark day of nothingness, The last of danger and distress (Before Decay's effacing fingers Have swept the lines where beauty lingers,) And mark'd the mild angelic air, The rapture of repose that's there...
Pagina 150 - But the whole territory of Attica, from the promontory of Sunium to the town of Megara, was blasted by his baleful presence ; and, if we may use the comparison of a contemporary philosopher, Athens itself resembled the bleeding and empty skin of a slaughtered victim.
Pagina 7 - If from the skies a goddess, or if earth (Imperial virgin) boast thy glorious birth, To thee I bend ! if in that bright disguise Thou visit earth, a daughter of the skies, Hail, Dian, hail ! the huntress of the groves So shines majestic, and so stately moves...
Pagina 51 - The Arnaouts, or Albanese, struck me forcibly by their resemblance to the Highlanders of Scotland, in dress, figure, and manner of living. Their very mountains seemed Caledonian, with a kinder climate. The kilt, though white; the spare, active form ; their dialect, Celtic in its sound, and their hardy habits, all carried me back to Morven.
Pagina 251 - L'étoile du soir, ma compagne assidue pendant mon voyage, étoit prête à disparoître sous l'horizon; on ne l'apercevoit plus que par de longs rayons qu'elle laissoit de temps en temps descendre sur les flots, comme une lumière qui s'éteint. Par intervalles, des brises passagères...