Travels in Europe, Asia Minor and Arabia

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T. Cadell and W. Davies ; and Peter Hill, Edinburgh, 1805 - 396 pages

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Page 298 - The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold ; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them : the oars were silver ; Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water, which they beat, to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.
Page 298 - Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver. Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person. It beggar'd all description...
Page 298 - O'er-picturing that Venus, where we see The fancy outwork nature: on each side her Stood pretty dimpled boys, like smiling Cupids, With divers-colour'd fans, whose wind did seem To glow the delicate cheeks which they did cool, And what they undid, did. Agr: O, rare for Antony! Eno: Her gentlewomen, like the Nereides, So many mermaids, tended her i...
Page 352 - Our usual mode of proceeding was to set out about two o'clock in the morning and continue travelling till nine, ten, or eleven, when an encampment was formed for the day ; but it several times occurred that We were obliged to go on until five or six o'clock in the evening; and the fatigue of those days is not easy to be described.
Page 127 - Sirat. which they say is laid over the midst of hell, and described to be finer than a hair, and sharper than the edge of a sword...
Page 373 - Arabian desart in the month of July ! BUT this moment of gratification was soon succeeded by one of peculiar horror and anxiety. Scarcely had I quenched my thirst before the Mohaffah arrived. I flew with a bowl full of water to my friend; who drank but little of it, and in great haste. Alas ! it was his last draught ! His lovely child, too, eagerly moistened her mouth of roses, blistered by the noxious blast...
Page 353 - The coffee ground or beaten to an impalpable powder is preserved, by closely pressing it down in a wooden box ; and the quantity required for use is scraped from the surface by means of a wooden spoon. Two small coffee-pots are employed ; in one is boiled the water, generally mixed with the remaining coffee of a former meal; in the other is put the fresh powder, which is sometimes placed near the fire, to become heated before the boiling water is added to it. The mixture is then boiled two or three...
Page 323 - ... as he could perceive no marks of violence. He therefore judiciously concluded he had been delivered by an angel ; and eagerly spread the report, to avoid the reprehension he merited. The old man, on the other hand, asserted the same thing to his disciples, and preached his doctrine with more earnestness than ever.
Page 323 - An opportunity soon offered to effect her design. One day, when the gaoler was gone to bed intoxicated, and in a profound sleep, she gently took the keys from under his pillow, and after opening the door to the old man, returned them to their place unperceived by her master. The next day, when .the gaoler went to visit his prisoner, he was extremely astonished at finding he had made his escape ; and the more so since he could perceive no marks of violence.
Page 288 - The kind Turcomaunee covered her face precipitately and retired within the tent, — she was alone, I did not advance a step, until that curiosity which it were ungracious in me to disapprove, induced her to peep from behind her coarse retreat. She saw me unassuming : my inverted bowl still explained my wants, and a salutation repeated seemed to be addressed to her hospitality. The timidity of her sex, the usages of her country, and even the fear of danger, gave way to the benevolence of her heart....

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