The Cambrian traveller's guide, and pocket companion [by G. Nicholson].1840 - 80 Seiten |
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... Edward Pugh , of Ruthin , author of that valuable work called " Cam- bria Depicta , " says , p . 16. , " Various are the modes of travelling through Wales . They who are pent up in coaches lose many of its beauties , and they who ride ...
... Edward Pugh , of Ruthin , author of that valuable work called " Cam- bria Depicta , " says , p . 16. , " Various are the modes of travelling through Wales . They who are pent up in coaches lose many of its beauties , and they who ride ...
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... Edward Powel , at Nanteos , lies 2 m . up a tributary stream which falls into the Ystwith , beyond a mill , at the 15th m . The mansion is a handsome structure , beautifully em- bosomed in a fine wood . In the dining - room and gallery ...
... Edward Powel , at Nanteos , lies 2 m . up a tributary stream which falls into the Ystwith , beyond a mill , at the 15th m . The mansion is a handsome structure , beautifully em- bosomed in a fine wood . In the dining - room and gallery ...
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... Edward Lloyd , Bart . Mr. Pennant passed hence , through Ruddland and Newmarket , to the comforts of his fire - side . , A huge calcareous rock , at the termination of 1 m . , called Cefn - yr - Ogo , or the Back of the Cavern ...
... Edward Lloyd , Bart . Mr. Pennant passed hence , through Ruddland and Newmarket , to the comforts of his fire - side . , A huge calcareous rock , at the termination of 1 m . , called Cefn - yr - Ogo , or the Back of the Cavern ...
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... Edward Richard . He was self - taught , a native of this place , and many years himself master of the establishment . The descent continues to the plain , through which flows the Mirk . The river should be crossed before the tourist ...
... Edward Richard . He was self - taught , a native of this place , and many years himself master of the establishment . The descent continues to the plain , through which flows the Mirk . The river should be crossed before the tourist ...
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... Edward Lloyd , of whose life there is in manuscript a memoir in the Ashmolean Museum . It was published by the Rev. N. Owen , with other papers , under the title of " British Remains . " In a manuscript account of benefactors , at this ...
... Edward Lloyd , of whose life there is in manuscript a memoir in the Ashmolean Museum . It was published by the Rev. N. Owen , with other papers , under the title of " British Remains . " In a manuscript account of benefactors , at this ...
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
12 miles Abbey Abergavenny Aberystwith aisle ancient Anglesea appears arches ascend Bangor banks Beaumaris beautiful Beddgelart Bingley Bishop Brecon bridge built Builth Cader Idris Caerleon Caernarvon Caerphilly Caerwent called Capel Curig Carmarthen Castle chancel chapel Chepstow church consists contains Conwy Corwen cross David's descended distance Dolgelly Earl Edward elegant eminence entrance erected Evans extensive Fishguard formerly fortress ground handsome Haverfordwest Henry hill Holyhead inhabitants inscription John lake Llan Llanberis Llanrwst Llyn Llywelyn lofty Lord Machynlleth Malkin mansion Monmouth monument mountains nave nearly Neath neighbourhood Owain parish pass Pennant picturesque Presteign principal Pugh remains residence Rhaiadyr river road rock Roman ruins Ruthin scenery seat Severn side situated Skrine Snowdon spot stands stone stream summit surrounded Teifi tower town tumulus vale valley village Wales walls Warner Welsh William wood Wyndham yards
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 125 - But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house, I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres, Thy knotted and combined locks to part And each particular hair to stand on end, Like quills upon the fretful porcupine : But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood.
Seite 351 - tis, to cast one's eyes so low! The crows and choughs, that wing the midway air, Show scarce so gross as beetles : Half way down Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Seite 341 - While strayed my eyes o'er Towy's flood, Over mead and over wood, From house to house, from hill to hill, Till contemplation had her fill.
Seite 548 - Statesman, yet friend to truth ; of soul sincere, In action faithful, and in honour clear ; Who broke no promise, serv'd no private end, Who gain'd no title,' and who lost no friend ; Ennobled by himself, by all approv'd, And prais'd, unenvied, by the Muse he lov'd.
Seite 37 - ... rubbish; the noise of picking the ore from the rock, and of hammering the wadding when it was about to be blasted; with, at intervals, the roar of the blasts in distant parts of the mine, altogether excited the most sublime ideas, intermixed, however, with sensations of terror. " I left this situation, and followed the road that leads into the mine; and the moment I entered, m^astonishment was again excited.
Seite 391 - A little lowly hermitage it was, Down in a dale, hard by a forest's side, Far from resort of people, that did pass In travel to and fro : a little wide There was...
Seite 324 - Though poor the peasant's hut, his feasts though small, He sees his little lot the lot of all ; Sees no contiguous palace rear its head, To shame the meanness of his humble shed ; No costly lord the sumptuous banquet deal, To make him loathe his vegetable meal : But calm, and bred in ignorance and toil, Each wish contracting, fits him to the soil.
Seite 118 - With fairest flowers, Whilst summer lasts, and I live here, Fidele, I'll sweeten thy sad grave : thou shalt not lack The flower that's like thy face, pale primrose ; nor The azured hare-bell, like thy veins ; no, nor The leaf of eglantine, whom not to slander, Out-sweeten'd not thy breath...
Seite 196 - Life was spent with serving you, and you, A nd death's my pay (it seems) and welcome too. R evenge destroying but itself, while I T o birds of prey leave my old cage, and fly. E xamples preach to th' eye, care then (mine says) N ot how you end, but how you spend your days.
Seite 194 - The beauties are so uncommonly excellent, that the most exact critic in landscape would scarcely wish to alter a position in the assemblage of woods, cliffs, ruins, and water.