The Youthful Travellers; Or, Letters Chiefly Descriptive of Scenes Visited by Some Young People During a Summer Excursion,: Designed as Examples of the Epistolary Style for Children..
William Darton, 1823 - 178 pages
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Page 58 - I less deplored thee, ne'er forgot. Where once we dwelt our name is heard no more, Children not thine have trod my nursery floor ; And where the gardener, Robin, day by day, Drew me to school along the public way, Delighted with my bauble coach, and wrapped In scarlet mantle warm, and velvet capped, 'Tis now become a history little known, That once we called the pastoral house our own.
Page 91 - Thus having spoke, the illustrious chief of Troy Stretch'd his fond arms to clasp the lovely boy. The babe clung crying to his nurse's breast, Scared at the dazzling helm, and nodding crest. With secret pleasure each fond parent smiled, And Hector hasted to relieve his child, The glittering terrors from his brows unbound, And placed the beaming helmet on the ground; Then kiss'd the child, and, lifting high in air, Thus to the gods preferr'da father's prayer: "O thou!
Page 57 - I heard the bell tolled on thy burial day, I saw the hearse that bore thee slow away, And, turning from my nursery window, drew A long, long sigh, and wept a last adieu ! But was it such ? It was.
Page 94 - The river nobly foams and flows, The charm of this enchanted ground, And all its thousand turns disclose Some fresher beauty varying round ; The haughtiest breast its wish might bound Through life to dwell delighted here ; Nor could on earth a spot be found To nature and to me so dear, Could thy dear eyes in following mine Still sweeten more these banks of Rhine ! LVI. By Coblentz, on a rise of gentle ground, There is a small and simple pyramid, Crowning the summit of the verdant mound ; Beneath...
Page 143 - A million torches lighted by Thy hand Wander unwearied through the blue abyss. They own Thy power, accomplish Thy command, All gay with life, all eloquent with bliss. What shall we call them ? Piles of crystal light A glorious company of golden streams Lamps of celestial ether burning bright Suns lighting systems with their joyous beams ; But Thou to these art as the noon to night.
Page 90 - Too daring prince! ah, whither dost thou run? Ah, too forgetful of thy wife and son! And think'st thou not how wretched we shall be, A widow I, a helpless orphan he? For sure such courage length of life denies, And thou must fall, thy virtue's sacrifice. Greece in her single heroes strove in vain; Now hosts oppose thee, and thou must be slain.
Page 151 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Page 27 - TV ambrosial gold that swells his thighs. " Perhaps his fragrant load may bind His limbs ; we'll set the captive free I sought the LIVING BEE to find, And found the PICTURE of a BEE.
Page 153 - Vaga echoes through her winding bounds, And rapid Severn hoarse applause resounds. Who hung with woods yon mountain's sultry brow ? From the dry rock who bade the waters flow ? Not to the skies in useless columns tost...
Page 34 - It did not occur to any of the family to provide him with better materials, till a party of Indians being amused with little Benjamin's sketches of birds and flowers,taught him to prepare the red and yellow colours with which they painted their ornaments...