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... wild convolvolus and creeping woodbine , fragrant honeysuckle , with the honey- bee humming drowsily in the blossom , tall ferns and blushing briar - rose , blue harebell , and purple dappled folk's glove . Besides these are orchards ...
... wild convolvolus and creeping woodbine , fragrant honeysuckle , with the honey- bee humming drowsily in the blossom , tall ferns and blushing briar - rose , blue harebell , and purple dappled folk's glove . Besides these are orchards ...
Página 429
... wild , and with flowering plants , called Smuggler's Lane ( 1 mile ) , leads down to the shore towards Teignmouth . The railway here emerging from a tunnel , the last of five under the cliff , and near the site of a great fall in Feb ...
... wild , and with flowering plants , called Smuggler's Lane ( 1 mile ) , leads down to the shore towards Teignmouth . The railway here emerging from a tunnel , the last of five under the cliff , and near the site of a great fall in Feb ...
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... wild - fowl , called Slapton Lea , which will remind the visitor from Dorsetshire of the Chesil Bank and Swannery Fleet . No one but a disciple of Zimmerman on Solitude , or of that Roman sage who averred that his own company was the ...
... wild - fowl , called Slapton Lea , which will remind the visitor from Dorsetshire of the Chesil Bank and Swannery Fleet . No one but a disciple of Zimmerman on Solitude , or of that Roman sage who averred that his own company was the ...
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... wild and desolate , with a certain savage sublimity , the fissures and chasms relieved by the orange lichen and the ivy , and the scattered heather in the hollows of its rocky scalp of mica slate , which rises to a height of 430 feet ...
... wild and desolate , with a certain savage sublimity , the fissures and chasms relieved by the orange lichen and the ivy , and the scattered heather in the hollows of its rocky scalp of mica slate , which rises to a height of 430 feet ...
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... the night when the storm - winds are loosed on Dartmoor , sweeps down a ghastly chase , -the wild huntsman on his coal - black steed , with his goblin DARTMOOR . 483 train , the baying of the hound 482 ROAD TO TAVISTOCK .
... the night when the storm - winds are loosed on Dartmoor , sweeps down a ghastly chase , -the wild huntsman on his coal - black steed , with his goblin DARTMOOR . 483 train , the baying of the hound 482 ROAD TO TAVISTOCK .
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A Guide to the Coasts of Devon and Cornwall: Descriptive of Scenery ... MacKenzie Edward C. Walcott Sin vista previa disponible - 2008 |
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Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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...
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.
Página 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.