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Side 428
... huge loosened masses of sandstone became at once their riders ' grave and monument ; and when the storm - wind blows , the cry of the imprisoned spirits is heard quivering on the gale . Among the walks in the neighbourhood , one will ...
... huge loosened masses of sandstone became at once their riders ' grave and monument ; and when the storm - wind blows , the cry of the imprisoned spirits is heard quivering on the gale . Among the walks in the neighbourhood , one will ...
Side 433
... huge roots , entwined With wildest texture , blackened o'er with age . Round them their mantle green the ivies bind , Beneath whose foliage pale , Fanned by the unfrequent gale , We shield us from the tyrant's mid - day rage . " At ...
... huge roots , entwined With wildest texture , blackened o'er with age . Round them their mantle green the ivies bind , Beneath whose foliage pale , Fanned by the unfrequent gale , We shield us from the tyrant's mid - day rage . " At ...
Side 435
... huge granite blocks , that dance at noon to the harping of an invisible Orpheus : and who knows but the filthy fou- marts , hunting in packs , may not after all be sometimes taken for the Pixie - troops or the Wish ( Woden's ) hounds ...
... huge granite blocks , that dance at noon to the harping of an invisible Orpheus : and who knows but the filthy fou- marts , hunting in packs , may not after all be sometimes taken for the Pixie - troops or the Wish ( Woden's ) hounds ...
Side 441
... huge these caves appear in the torch - light of the guide , flashing into the ghastly sides and hollow recesses and along its glimmering bed : they have a deeper interest than mere natural curiosities , as they contain the fossil ...
... huge these caves appear in the torch - light of the guide , flashing into the ghastly sides and hollow recesses and along its glimmering bed : they have a deeper interest than mere natural curiosities , as they contain the fossil ...
Side 456
... huge coal- black bull is said to have found his way beneath the cliffs to a bay two miles distant , where he issued out as white as new - fallen snow . From this point to the Bolt Tail , under which is Ramillies Cove , where H. M. S. ...
... huge coal- black bull is said to have found his way beneath the cliffs to a bay two miles distant , where he issued out as white as new - fallen snow . From this point to the Bolt Tail , under which is Ramillies Cove , where H. M. S. ...
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A Guide to the Coasts of Devon and Cornwall: Descriptive of Scenery ... MacKenzie Edward C. Walcott Ingen forhåndsvisning tilgjengelig - 2008 |
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14th century aisle ancient arch beach beautiful Bideford Bishop brass Braunton Burrows bridge broad Budleigh Salterton built called camp Castle caves century channel chapel Charing Cross Charles church of St cliffs Clovelly coast colour contains Cornish Cornwall Cove dark Dartmoor Dartmouth Dawlish deep Devon Devonport Devonshire Earl east EDWARD STANFORD effigies of Sir England Exeter Exmouth feet high Fowey granite Hamoaze harbour Head headland Henry hill Ilfracombe Island King knight Lady land Land's End lichen lighthouse Liskeard London Lord Lostwithiel Lynmouth Maps Mary Michael's miles distant Mount Edgecumbe neighbourhood Norman font passes Perpendicular pixie Plymouth Point railway reign rich rising river road rock sail sands scenery seat ships shore side Sidmouth Sir John slate slopes Stanford's steep stone Stonehouse stream Tavistock Teignmouth Tintagel Torquay tower town Trentishoe valley village walls waves wild winding wood
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Side 563 - And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But O for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea ! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.
Side 570 - One show'd an iron coast and angry waves. You seem'd to hear them climb and fall And roar rock-thwarted under bellowing caves, Beneath the windy wall.
Side 480 - The startled waves leap over it; the storm Smites it with all the scourges of the rain, And steadily against its solid form Press the great shoulders of the hurricane.
Side 433 - These are the forgeries of jealousy : And never, since the middle summer's spring, Met we on hill, in dale, forest, or mead, By paved fountain, or by rushy brook, Or on the beached margent of the sea, To dance our ringlets to the whistling wind, But with thy brawls thou hast disturb'd our sport.
Side 563 - ... my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. O well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! O well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a...
Side 460 - It was about the lovely close of a warm summer day, There came a gallant merchant-ship full sail to Plymouth Bay ; Her crew hath seen Castile's black fleet beyond Aurigny's isle, At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving many a mile ; At sunrise she escaped their van, by God's especial grace; And the tall Pinta, till the noon, had held her close in chase.
Side 460 - ATTEND, all ye who list to hear our noble England's praise; I tell of the thrice famous deeds she wrought in ancient days, When that great fleet invincible against her bore in vain The richest spoils of Mexico, the stoutest hearts of Spain.
Side 461 - For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire , Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
Side 542 - And the great ships sail outward and return, Bending and bowing o'er the billowy swells, And ever joyful, as they see it burn, They wave their silent welcomes and farewells.
Side 517 - And in the moon athwart the place of tombs, Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men, Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sang Shrill, chill, with flakes of foam. He, stepping down By zigzag paths, and juts of pointed rock, Came on the shining levels of the lake.