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The Alps, Switzerland and the North of Italy: With Numerous Engravings
Visualização completa - 1854
Aargau Aiguille Alpine Alps ancient appearance Appenzell ascent Austrian avalanche beautiful beneath Berne Bernese Bormio bridge called canton century chain chalets chamois Chamouni church clouds colour crevasses crossed danger dark deep Desaix descending distance elevation emperor Engadine extremity fall feet Finsteraarhorn foot forests France French Freyburg Geneva glacier Glarus goitres Grindelwald Grisons guides height Hospice hundred inhabitants Italy Jungfrau Jura labour lake league length lofty Lombardy Lucerne magnificent marble Martigny mass miles Mont Blanc mountains narrow neighbouring palace party pass passage peaks plain precipice remarkable Rhine Rhone rise river road rock says scarcely scene scenery Schwitz seen Servoz side Simplon slope snow soon spot steep stone stream summit Swiss Switzerland Tamina torrent tower town traveller traversed trees Unterwalden Valais valley Valteline Vaud Venice village walls whole wind Zurich Zwingle
Página 17 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Página 283 - Thus every good his native wilds impart, Imprints the patriot passion on his heart; And e'en those ills, that round his mansion rise, Enhance the bliss his scanty fund supplies. Dear is that shed to which his soul conforms, And dear that hill which lifts him to the storms; And as a child, when scaring sounds molest, Clings close and closer to the mother's breast, So the loud torrent, and the whirlwind's roar, But bind him to his native mountains more.
Página 51 - Who sank thy sunless pillars deep in earth? Who filled thy countenance with rosy light? Who made thee parent of perpetual streams? And you, ye five wild torrents fiercely glad! Who called you forth from night and utter death, From dark and icy caverns called you forth, Down those precipitous, black, jagged rocks, For ever shattered and the same for ever?
Página 51 - Rise, O ever rise, Rise like a cloud of Incense, from the Earth ! Thou kingly Spirit throned among the hills, Thou dread Ambassador from Earth to Heaven, Great Hierarch ! tell thou the silent Sky, And tell the Stars, and tell yon rising Sun, Earth, with her thousand voices, praises GOD.
Página 51 - Ye ice-falls! ye that from the mountain's brow Adown enormous ravines slope amain—- Torrents, methinks, that heard a mighty voice, And stopped at once amid their maddest plunge! Motionless torrents! silent cataracts! Who made you glorious as the gates of Heaven Beneath the keen full moon? Who...
Página 214 - That run along the summit of these trees In music ; thou art in the cooler breath That from the inmost darkness of the place Comes, scarcely felt ; the barky trunks, the ground, The fresh moist ground, are all instinct with thee. Here is continual worship ; nature here, In the tranquillity that thou dost love, Enjoys thy presence.
Página 31 - And this is in the night : — Most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight, — A portion of the tempest and of thee ! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black, — and now, the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Página 378 - Some trust in chariots, and some in horses : but we will remember the name of the LORD our God.
Página 50 - Yet, like some sweet beguiling melody, So sweet, we know not we are listening to it, Thou, the meanwhile, wast blending with my Thought, Yea, with my Life and Life's own secret joy: Till the dilating Soul, enrapt, transfused, Into the mighty vision passing — there As in her natural form, swelled vast to Heaven!