England's lakeland; a tour thereinJ. Garnett, 1877 - 80 pages |
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Ambleside ascend bank beautiful beck Borrowdale Brathay bridge Buttermere called carriage charming church Coniston cottage Crinkle Crags Crummock Derwent Derwentwater DUDDON VALLEY DUNGEON GILL Dunmail Raise Easedale Tarn eastward Elterwater ESKDALE Esthwaite Water eyes fall farm-house feet Ferry Nab foot four miles glorious Grasmere green Grizedale Hardknot HAWES WATER Helm Crag Helvellyn High Close High Street Honister Crag islands Keswick Kirkstone Lake Country Lake District lake's Lakeland Langdale Pikes Little Langdale Loughrigg magnificent moun mountain never ourselves pass peep perhaps picturesque pleasant poet pretty prospect reach river road rock Rothay round Rydal Scafell Pike Scale Hill scarcely scene scenery Seat Sandal secluded seen shore side sight Skelwith Skiddaw spot stand Steel Fell steep stone stream Sty Head summit Thirlmere tourist tower town trees Troutbeck Ullswater VALE OF GRASMERE village walk Wastdale Head Wastwater weather Wetherlamb Winander Winandermere wind WINDERMERE wooded Wordsworth
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Page 9 - Then spoke King Arthur, breathing heavily: "What is it thou hast seen? or what hast heard?" And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: "I heard the water lapping on the crag , And the long ripple washing in the reeds.
Page 43 - It was a time of rapture! Clear and loud The village clock tolled six, - I wheeled about, Proud and exulting like an untired horse That cares not for his home. All shod with steel, We hissed along the polished ice in games Confederate, imitative of the chase" And woodland pleasures, - the resounding horn, The pack loud chiming, and the hunted hare.
Page 28 - And Dungeon-ghyll so foully rent, With ropes of rock and bells of air Three sinful sextons' ghosts are pent, Who all give back, one after t'other, The death-note to their living brother; And oft too, by the knell offended, Just as their one! two ! three! is ended, The devil mocks the doleful tale With a merry peal from Borodale.
Page 74 - Gifted to purge the vapoury atmosphere That seeks to stifle it ; as in those days When this low pile a Gospel teacher knew, Whose good works formed an endless retinue : A pastor such as Chaucer's verse portrays; Such as the heaven-taught skill of Herbert drew ; And tender Goldsmith crowned with deathless praise...
Page 10 - Lake,' as Canning called him, presided over one of the most splendid regattas that ever enlivened Windermere. Perhaps there were not fewer than fifty barges following in the professor's radiant procession, when it paused at the point of Storrs to admit into the place of honour the vessel that carried kind and happy Mr.
Page 27 - Beneath our feet, a little lowly vale, A lowly vale, and yet uplifted high Among the mountains; even as if the spot Had been, from eldest time by wish of theirs So placed, to be shut out from all the world ! Urn-like it was in shape, deep as an urn; With rocks encompassed, save that to the south Was one small opening, where a heath-clad ridge Supplied a boundary less abrupt and close; A quiet treeless nook, with two green fields, A liquid pool that glittered in the sun, And one bare dwelling; one...
Page 12 - there was nothing to compare in the hanging gardens of Babylon. There is the widest breadth of water — the richest foreground of wood — and the most magnificent background of mountains, not only in Westmorland, but — believe us — in all the world.
Page 10 - Lake" presided over one of the most splendid regattas that ever enlivened Windermere. Perhaps there were not fewer than fifty barges following in the Professor's radiant procession, when it paused at the point of Storrs to admit into the place of honour the vessel that carried kind and happy Mr Bolton and his guests. The...
Page 10 - Perhaps there were not fewer than fifty barges following in the Professor's radiant procession, when it paused at the point of Storrs to admit into the place of honour the vessel that carried kind and happy Mr Bolton and his guests. The three bards of the Lakes led the cheers that hailed Scott and Canning ; and music and sunshine, flags, streamers, and gay dresses, the merry hum of voices, and the rapid splashing of innumerable oars, made up a dazzling mixture of sensations as the flotilla wound...
Page 27 - Urn-like it was in shape, deep as an urn ; With rocks encompassed, save that to the south Was one small opening, where a heath-clad ridge Supplied a boundary less abrupt and close ; A quiet treeless nook, with two green fields, A liquid pool that glittered in the sun, And one bare dwelling ; one abode, no more...