The Pilgrim and the Shrine: Or, Passages from the Life and Correspondence of Herbert AinslieLovell, 1889 - 467 pages |
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... gold - hunters from the North American States , bound for that newly acquired territory which rejoices in the pleasant name of California . The accounts that are constantly arriving are truly marvellous , and yet there is a consistency ...
... gold - hunters from the North American States , bound for that newly acquired territory which rejoices in the pleasant name of California . The accounts that are constantly arriving are truly marvellous , and yet there is a consistency ...
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... gold - fields . At Santa Martha , that throat - cutting is much in fashion at San Francisco . Now that I am here I find but little sickness , yet many hundreds of emigrants , almost all from the United States , rough stalwart fellows ...
... gold - fields . At Santa Martha , that throat - cutting is much in fashion at San Francisco . Now that I am here I find but little sickness , yet many hundreds of emigrants , almost all from the United States , rough stalwart fellows ...
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... gold - dust , weighing about three ounces , for a pistol , with one of the crowd , looked natural enough to be genuine . And why should the news be false ? I hope , if only for the sake of these poor fellows , many of whom have sold ...
... gold - dust , weighing about three ounces , for a pistol , with one of the crowd , looked natural enough to be genuine . And why should the news be false ? I hope , if only for the sake of these poor fellows , many of whom have sold ...
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... gold : There shall thy wings , rich as an evening sky , Expand and close in silent ecstasy . Yet wert thou once a worm , -a thing that crept On the bare earth - then wrought a tomb , and slept . And so shall man rise from his cell of ...
... gold : There shall thy wings , rich as an evening sky , Expand and close in silent ecstasy . Yet wert thou once a worm , -a thing that crept On the bare earth - then wrought a tomb , and slept . And so shall man rise from his cell of ...
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... gold - washing . It does not seem to be a very thriving business there , the gold being exceedingly fine and scarce . He took me by a picturesque road among volcanic hills to a region of earlier formation , where he has a rancho and a ...
... gold - washing . It does not seem to be a very thriving business there , the gold being exceedingly fine and scarce . He took me by a picturesque road among volcanic hills to a region of earlier formation , where he has a rancho and a ...
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Page 368 - We have but faith: we cannot know; For knowledge is of things we see; And yet we trust it comes from thee, A beam in darkness: let it grow. Let knowledge grow from more to more, But more of reverence in us dwell: That mind and soul, according well, May make one music as before. But vaster.
Page 65 - All in a hot and copper sky, The bloody Sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the Moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 341 - They do not seem to me to be such; but if I am the devil's child, I will live then from the devil.' No law can be sacred to me but that of my nature.
Page 234 - Or to burst all links of habit— there to wander far away, On from island unto island at the gateways of the day.
Page 37 - No voice is hushed — no life treads silently, But clouds and cloudy shadows wander free, That never spoke, over the idle ground : But in green ruins, in the desolate walls Of antique palaces, where Man hath been, Though the dun fox, or wild hyena calls, And owls, that flit continually between, Shriek to the echo, and the low winds moan, There the true Silence is, self-conscious and alone.
Page 252 - Mild light, and by degrees, should be the plan To cure the dark and erring mind ; But who would rush at a benighted man, And give him two black eyes for being blind...
Page 94 - As free as nature first made man, When wild in woods the noble savage ran.
Page 58 - No stir in the air, no stir in the sea, The ship was still as she could be ; Her sails from heaven received no motion, Her keel was steady in the ocean. Without either sign or sound of their shock The waves flowed over the Inchcape Rock ; So little they rose, so little they fell, They did not move the Inchcape Bell. The...