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...e discoverable in the language of the poems, the total absence of Athenian national feeling is per 17 Pope haps no less worthy of observation. In la... ...nt value of the ancient poetry on the T rojan war may thus have forced the national feeling of the Athenians to yield to their taste. The songs which ... ...tura should never betray the workmanship of an Athenian hand; and that the national spirit of a race, who have at a later period not inaptly been comp... ...w, declining with his sloping wheels, Down sunk the sun behind the western hills The goddess shoved the vessel from the shores, And stow’d within its ... ... no more must draw his country’s breath, Already snatch’d by fate, and the black doom of death! Pass we to other subjects; and engage On themes remote... ...he Odyssey of Homer Soon as Malae’s misty tops arise, Sudden the Thunderer blackens all the skies, And the winds whistle, and the surges roll Mountain... ...e vents of breath. The soul for ever flies; on all sides round Streams the black blood, and smokes upon the ground The beast they then divide and disu... ...now proud Sparta with their wheels resounds, Sparta whose walls a range of hills surrounds; At the fair dome the rapid labour ends; Where sate Atrides... ...ights are known, No council held, no monarch fills the throne; But high on hills, or airy cliffs, they dwell, Or deep in caves whose entrance leads to...

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...so- ciation of Rosycrucians and Illuminati, with all their proper- ties of black cowls, caverns, daggers, electrical machines, trap- doors, and dark-l... ...e great book of Nature, the same through a thousand edi- tions, whether of black-letter, or wire-wove and hot-pressed, that I have venturously essayed... ...eir attention was attracted by a carriage drawn by six stately long-failed black horses, and with as much carving and gilding as would have done honou... ...e occasionally exposed to the dullness inseparable from heavy roads, steep hills, sloughs, and other terrestrial retardations; but, with tolerable hor... ...ments should be repaid forthwith, and, if delayed, if would be a matter of national reproach. Sir Everard, accus- tomed to treat much larger sums with... ...ith groves of nettles, and exhibited here and there a huge hemlock, or the national thistle, overshadowing a quarter of the petty enclosure. The broke... ...istant village curs, which had retired to sleep upon their respective dung-hills. Tired of the din which he created, and the unprofitable responses wh... ...errupt the view until the scene was bounded by a ridge of distant and blue hills, which formed the southern boundary of the strath or valley. T o this... ...he sight of what he had not yet happened to see, a mountaineer in his full national costume. The individual Gael was a stout, dark, young man, of low ...

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...er to start aside with a slight scream, as there stood beside her a stout, black-eyed, round-faced lad, his ruddy cheeks and loutish air showing more ... ...eam-jug—an inconsistent companion for the homely 10 Dynevor Terrace Vol 1 black teapot and willow-patterned plates, though the two cups of rare India... ...ne.’ ‘More than plausible,’ cried James, excitement sparkling in his vivid black eyes. ‘It happens that this is the very book that you would most rejo... ... shillings, costs three-and-sixpence—a sum he could no more pay than I the National Debt, and with the alternative of three months’ imprisonment, bran... ...ld wait upon him, grudging every moment spent away from him, and trying to forestall each wish, till he became almost afraid to express a desire, on a... ...t?’ 116 Dynevor Terrace Vol 1 ‘It is a time when a display of loyalty and national spirit may turn the scale. I am resolved to let no trifle prevent ... ... 158 Dynevor Terrace Vol 1 her two elders, as they returned through pretty forest-drives into the park of Beauchastel, and up to the handsome, well- k... ...ly form, but colour, as I have seen a camera clear itself—blue sky, purple hills, russet and orange woods, a great elm green picked out with yellow, a... ... on the Hotel de Ville last night! A thousand people killed, at least!—The National Guard called out!’ ‘One of the lions of Paris, my dear aunt; Virgi...

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...rm for me. The gloom through American Notes – Dickens 13 which the great black mass holds its direct and certain course; the rushing water, plainly ... ...ound us, for the sea ran high, and the horizon encompassed us like a large black hoop. Viewed from the air, or some tall bluff on shore, it would have... ... had left it overnight, it was dark, foggy, and damp, and there were bleak hills all round us. Now, we were gliding down a smooth, broad stream, at th... ...ted, calmly, and quite as a matter of course, among a throng of mad women, black and white, were the physician’s wife and another lady, with a couple ... ...s there, I sincerely believe, any insolence of office of any kind. Nothing national is exhibited for money; and no public officer is a showman. We hav... ...is rank, and rough, and wild: but delicate slopes of land, gently swelling hills, wooded valleys, and slender streams, abound. Every little colony of ... ...ried here, four days. The town is beautifully situated in a basin of green hills; the soil is rich, well wooded, and carefully improved. It is the se... ...of obtaining it, I suppose?’ ‘Well, I don’t know:’ which, by the bye, is a national answer. ‘Her friends mistrust her.’ ‘What have they to do with it... ...heard them called by gentlemen learned in this kind of sweetmeat, into the national spittoons, and not about the bases of the marble columns. But in s...

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...irculating the Scriptures, (whether through the Bible Society, that is the National Society, or Provincial Societies,) of translating the Scriptures i... ...ealm. But probably it was the deep sense of that truth which reined up the national resistance. Sure of a speedy collision between some patron and the... ...will think, if this reformation were so vast that it drove them out of the national church, absolutely exploded them, then it follows that it must hav... ...ed No? Was the affirmative and negative shared between them as between the black chessmen and the white? Not so; and 32 Theological Essays and Other ... ...X SCENES EXHIBITED IN SIX SCENES 1828 1828 1828 1828 1828 TO THE EDITOR OF BLACKWOOD’S MAGAZINE. SIR,—Some years ago you published a translation of Bo... ...ld, with the indications here given, (especially if you could persuade Mr. Blackwood to adopt one or two of Mr. Hartmann’s seven outlines,) en- able a... ...f us- ing the word amphitheatre: ‘amphitheatre of woods’— ‘amphitheatre of hills,’—these are their constant expressions. Why? Is it because the word a... ...image—half withdrawn, half-flashed upon the eye—and combined with the word hills or forests, is thrown into powerful collision with the silence of hil... ...- deed, that by this time the Grecian fleas must have colo- nized the very hills and woods; as once, we remember, upon 113 Thomas de Quincey Westmins...

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...nsinuates dishonour, Mr. Beltham.’ ‘Damn your fine speeches, and keep your blackguardly hands off that boy,’ the squire thundered. ‘Mind, if you take ... ... smell of dark corners, in a street where all the house-doors were painted black, and shut with a bang. Italian organ-men and milk- men paraded the st... ...ith John and Martha and the farm-labourers, expecting my father across the hills, and yet satisfied with the sun. T o hope, and not be impatient, is r... ...w he would come, without wishing to hurry him. He had the world beyond the hills; I this one, where a slow full river flowed from the sounding mill un... ...n his behalf. He, too, though he laughed, thanked me kindly. I was clad in black for my distant mother. Mrs. Waddy brought down a young man from Londo... ...e school in Heriot’s interests was that at cricket-matches, picnics on the hills, and boating on the canal, Mr. Boddy was begirt with spies, and littl... ...et- mirror in his hand. I thank him from my soul for not culti- vating the national cat’s whisker. None can imagine what I suffer from the oppressive ... ...ncesses in England. ‘Oh! but,’ said she, ‘you are having a—shall I call it—national revenge on them? “I will take one of your princesses,” says you; a... ...ring,’ the squire bawled. ‘La! squire,’ said she, ‘why, don’t you know the National Anthem?’ ‘National Anthem, ma’am! and a fellow, a velvet-tongued— ...

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... Jean Gordon, an inhabitant of the village of Kirk Yetholm, in the Cheviot hills, adjoin- ing to the English Border. The author gave the public some a... ... some account of this remarkable person, in one of the early num- bers of. Blackwood’s Magazine, to the following purpose :- “My father remembered old... ...least breach of hospitality. I believe Jean Gordon was at this festival”— (Blackwood’s Magazine, vol. i. p. 54.) Notwithstanding the failure of Jean’s... ...Dr. Johnson had a shadowy recollection of Queen Anne, as a stately lady in black, adorned with diamonds, so my memory is haunted by a solemn remembran... ...n the dreary region, and seeing nothing but bleak fields, and naked trees, hills obscured by fogs, and flats covered with inundations, he did for some... ... little enclosures into which they were divided skirting the bottom of the hills, and sometimes carrying their lines of straggling hedge-rows a little... ...rest of the apartment was very gloomy. Equipt in a habit which mingled the national dress of the Scottish com- mon people with something of an Eastern... ...s of subsistence. They lost, in a great measure, by this intermixture, the national character of Egyptians, and became a mingled race, having all the ... ...uld feel the same sorrow for a generous enemy who fell under my sword in a national quarrel. I shall leave the ques- tion with the casuists, however; ...

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...ruise, in the trading steamer Janet Nicoll. If more days are granted me, they shall be passed where I have found life most pleasant and man most inter... ...n was an hour down by four in the morning. In the east a radiating centre of brightness told of the day; and beneath, on the skyline, the morning bank... ...o the swell. The trees, from our distance, might have been hazel; the beach might have been in Europe; the moun- tain forms behind modelled in little ... ...les, so graceful, so un- gainly, to the European eye so foreign, was to be seen crowding on the beach, and climbing and fringing the steep sides of mo... ...breeze, continued to creep in: the smart creature, when once under way, appearing motive in herself. From close aboard arose the bleating of young lam... ...he hillside; the scent of the land and of a hundred fruits or flowers flowed forth to meet us; and, presently, a house or two appeared, standing high ... ...y friend Mr. Benjamin Hird was amazed to find the lads playing cricket on the beach and talking En- glish; and it was in English that the crew of the ... ...t Louis Stevenson This proneness to suicide, and loose seat in life, is not peculiar to the Marquesan. What is peculiar is the wide- spread depression... ...-board, absinthe, a map of the world on Mercator’s projection, and one of the 48 In The South Seas most agreeable verandahs in the tropics), a handfu...

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...ack of tourists. Thither we must now accompany him, and endeavor to make our story flow onward, like a streamlet, past a gray tower that rises on the hillside, overlooking a spacious valley, which is set in the grand framework of the Apennines....

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...r story flow onward, like a streamlet, past a gray tower that rises on the hillside, over- looking a spacious valley, which is set in the grand frame-... ... to sketch 4 The Marble Faun V ol 2 scenery and costume among the T uscan hills, and pour, if he can, the purple air of Italy over his canvas. He stu... ... he drew nearer, however, it had been hidden among the inequalities of the hillside, until the winding road brought him almost to the iron gateway. Th... ...such a region. But what a fine old tower! Its tall front is like a page of black letter, taken from the history of the Italian republics.” “I know lit... ...glared at the sculp- tor with wild eyes, like a wolf that meets you in the forest, and hesitates whether to flee or turn to bay. But, as Kenyon still ... ...sess gifts by which he could associate himself with the wild things of the forests, and with the fowls of the air, and could feel a sympathy even with... ...he same instant of time. Here lay the quiet sunshine; there fell the great black patches of ominous shadow from the clouds; and behind them, like a gi... ...chamber beneath Donatello’s uttered their soft melancholy cry,—which, with national avoidance of harsh sounds, Italian owls substitute for the hoot of... ... sorrow had partly ef- faced, came back elevated and spiritualized. In the black depths the Faun had found a soul, and was struggling with it towards ...

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...gent and wide spread than it used to be; and the later development of our national literature has not, perhaps, so entirely exhausted 4 Doctor Grims... ... along the walls, those book cases with volumes turning their parchment or black leather backs upon you, those ma chines and engines, that table, and... ... similar;—these two standing at the grim Doctor’s footstool; he meanwhile, black, wild bearded, heavy browed, red eyed, wrapped in his faded dress i... ...tation in it that required to be frequently replenished from a neighboring black bottle. Half, at least, of the fluids in the grim Doctor’s system mus... ...rs, founded on, and arising from, different institutions; and also certain national peculiarities, which may be intrinsically as good as English pecul... ...crushes a thousand sweet flowers, and ploughs deep furrows in the innocent hillside.” As Redclyffe gave vent to this doctrine, which was not natu ral... ...lf domesticated wild deer of English parks, the heathcock from the far off hills of Scotland, and one little prairie hen, and some canvas back ducks—o... ...he position of an old English gentleman, possibly to be a peer. You, whose nationality embraces that of all the world, cannot, I suppose, understand t... ...forever; how things come back, like echoes that have rolled away among the hills and been seemingly hushed forever. We cannot tell when a thing is rea...

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...hman in a three-cornered hat and wig, at the rate of four miles an hour. A black servant, who 5 Thackeray reposed on the box beside the fat coachman,... ...g-room. “It is Mrs. Sedley’s coach, sister,” said Miss Jemima. “Sambo, the black servant, has just rung the bell; and the coach- man has a new red wai... .... “Why, do you think Miss Pinkerton will come out and order me back to the black-hole?” said Rebecca, laughing. “No: but—” “I hate the whole house,” c... ...ed as she opened it! So it ran: Dear Amelia,—I send you the “Orphan of the Forest.” I was too ill to come yesterday. I leave town to-day for Cheltenha... ... But as for paying your creditors in full, I might as well hope to pay the National Debt. It is madness, sheer madness, to think of such a thing. Y ou... ... any time since the conclusion of the war, and 636 V anity Fair carry the national Goddem into every city of the Continent. The congregation of hat-b... ...ppy. At this time of summer evening, the cows are troop- ing down from the hills, lowing and with their bells tinkling, to the old town, with its old ... ...dows in the old ramparts, and twinkle peacefully in the villages under the hills on the opposite shore. So Jos used to go to sleep a good deal with hi... ...n the street were already surrounded by per- sons smoking and drinking the national small-beer, the public rooms were in a cloud of smoke, and Mr. Jos...

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...of white wood and a green paper on which were etchings by Whistler in neat black frames. The green curtains with their peacock design, hung in straigh... ...me to go,” I said to the Colonel, getting up. “I suppose you’ve heard that blackguard has deserted her,” he cried explosively . I hesitated. “ Y ou kn... ...on’t know who the woman is, you know , ” he said. “All we know is that the blackguard’s gone to Paris.” “I thought they got on so well.” “So they did.... ...lle, who fled from that city on the approach of the Germans, is now in the National Gallery at Stockholm. The Swede is adept at the gentle pastime of ... ...kland so desperately . She did not speak to him much, but she was quick to forestall his wants. For a fortnight it was neces- sary that someone should... ...e landscapes puzzled me even more. There were two or three pictures of the forest at Fontainebleau and several of streets in Paris: my first feeling w... ...dishes I knew he was fond of. He did not paint much. He wandered about the hills and bathed in the stream. And he sat about the front look- ing at the... ...one what was wrong with her , and was told that she had come down from the hills to ask him to visit a white man who was sick. They had told her that ... ...was killed; but sometimes, when the village boys were scrambling about the hills, they would catch sight of the white man, with his great red beard, w...

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... him to my predecessor’s little ruined, rustic summer house, midway on the hillside. It is a mere skeleton of slender, decaying tree trunks, with neit... ...Aegeus consented to let him go. So a vessel was got ready, and rigged with black sails; and Theseus, with six other young men, and seven ten der and ... ...grasping the Prince’s hand, “you observe that the sails of this vessel are black; as indeed they ought to be, since it goes upon a voyage of sorrow an... ...Then going on 22 TanglewoodTales board, the mariners trimmed the vessel’s black sails to the wind, which blew faintly off the shore, being pretty muc... ...elation ship. He was our faithful ally, and fell fighting as much for our national rights and immunities as for his own personal ones. We and our for... ...put it to you in full confidence of a response that shall be worthy of our national character, and calculated to increase, rather than diminish, the g... ...y remains for us, then, to decide whether we shall carry on the war in our national capacity—one united people against a common enemy—or whether some ... ...seen no cattle, nor other living thing, either there or on the neighboring hills. “Brother Cadmus!” cried Europa, starting up out of the midst of the ... ...hild, that my grave was not dug long years ago, in some valley, or on some hillside, that lies far, far behind us. It is enough. Thou shalt wander no ...

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... of my second reception in America, and to bear my honest testimony to the national generosity and magnanimity. Also, to declare how astounded I have ... ...ncy. So did his manner, which was soft and oily. In a word, even his plain black suit, and state of widower and dangling double eye-glass, all tended ... ...th the gathering too, on her lips, for that matter. She had still a bright black eye, and jet black hair; was comely, dimpled, plump, and tight as a g... ... his straggling locks of long grey hair, were rendered whiter by the tight black velvet skullcap which he wore, he searched her face intently. ‘Ah! yo... ...usty company, fled off, quite scared, before it; and as it swept away, the hills and mounds and distant pasture lands, teeming with placid sheep and n... ...its flight in darkening ripples on the grass, and smoothest shadows on the hills! Look round and round upon this bare bleak plain, and see even here, ... ...u were not prepared, sir ,’ said the gentle- man, ‘to behold such signs of National Prosperity as those?’ He pointed to the vessels lying at the wharv... ...abours to the prevailing taste, and of his being strictly and peculiarly a national feature of America. They walked a mile or more along a handsome st... ... breath, and try the bugle, Bill. There’s music! There’s a tone!’ over the hills and far away,’ indeed. Yoho! The skittish mare is all alive to-night....

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...d out to be a small, slatternly- looking craft, her hull and spars a dingy black, rigging all slack and bleached nearly white, and everything denoting... ... of St. Christina greeted us from afar. Drawing near the shore, the grim, black spars and waspish hull of a small man-of-war craft crept into view; t... ...fts gushing with verdure. Across the water, the land rolled away in bright hillsides, so warm and undulating that they seemed almost to palpitate in t... ... it was not long thus. That very evening, when the dark blue of his native hills sunk in the horizon, the poor savage leaned over the bulwarks, droppe... ...istinguishing the sets, I marked mine by tying round them little scarfs of black silk, torn from an old neck-handkerchief. Putting them in mourning th... ...th the listless, slovenly behaviour of these men; there was nothing of the national vivacity in their movements; noth- ing of the quick precision perc... ...ver it leads you—whether through level woods, across grassy glens, or over hills waving with palms—the bright blue sea on one side, and the green moun... ... of “tayos,” or 133 Melville friends, eager to form an alliance after the national custom, and do our slightest bidding. The really curious way in wh... ...ents, the Tahitians presented a far different appear- ance in the original national costume; which was graceful in the extreme, modest to all but the ...

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...he American prairies, or the conduct of a vast ship in a hurricane round a black promontory of rock, or in others more peaceful, but marked by her com... ...that center which was constantly in the minds of people in remote Canadian forests and on the plains of India, when their thoughts turned to En- gland... ...ding “Isabella and the Pot of Basil,” and her mind was full of the Italian hills and the blue daylight, and the hedges set with little rosettes of red... ...furbelows, so calm and stately and imperial (and the monkey and the little black dwarf following be- hind), as if nothing mattered in the world but to... ...hen off we went for a day’s pleasuring—Richmond, Hampton Court, the Surrey Hills. Why shouldn’t we go, Katharine? It’s going to be a fine day.” At thi... ...d? Here she was, suggesting that all three of them should go on a jaunt to Blackfriars to inspect the site of Shakespeare’s theater, for the weather w... ...e told you,” Katharine added. “But I met Cyril only a fortnight ago at the National Gallery!” Mrs. Hilbery exclaimed. “I don’t believe a word of it,” ... ...eemed to her the most lavish and hospitable of hosts. After vis- iting the National Gallery, or Hertford House, or hearing Brahms or Beethoven at the ... ...tried to visualize it, took form as a wind scouring the flanks of northern hills and flashing light upon cornfields and pools. “Impossible,” she sighe...

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...zard up Holborn Hill. Smoke lowering down from chimney pots, making a soft black drizzle, with flakes of soot in it as big as full grown snowflakes—go... ...net, but there is no mightier baronet than he. His family is as old as the hills, and infinitely more respectable. He has a general opinion that the w... ... respectable. He has a general opinion that the world might get on without hills but would be done up without Dedlocks. He would on the whole admit na... ...eeches tied with ribbons, and gaiters or stockings. One peculiarity of his black clothes and of his black stockings, be they silk or worsted, is that ... ...tely liking for the legal repetitions and prolixities as ranging among the national bulwarks. It happens that the fire is hot where my Lady sits and t... ... papa either, but I felt more interested about my mama. I had never worn a black frock, that I could recollect. I had never been shown my mama’s grave... ...but the path way was generally good, so we alighted and walked up all the hills, and liked it so well that we prolonged our walk on the level ground ... ...and a half ), is the child who contributed two and nine pence to the Great National Smithers T estimonial. Francis, my third (nine), one and sixpence ... ...of man) is a choice collection of copper plate impressions from that truly national work The Divinities of Albion, or Galaxy Gallery of British Beauty...

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...n.” It was in eighteen-eighty-five, and she wore a bustle. Her gown was of black velvet, with tight sleeves and sloping shoulders, and the skirt had t... ... and sloping shoulders, and the skirt had three large flounces. She wore a black bonnet with velvet strings. She hesitated. The question she had expec... ...ilip understood now why she had not been in to luncheon and why she wore a black dress. She could not speak. “I’ve got to go home,” said Philip, at la... ...ed about in their coloured caps. In the afternoons he wan- dered about the hills with the girls in the Frau Professor’s house, and sometimes they went... ...her condescending attitude towards patrio- tism he had been adopted as the national poet, and seemed since the war of seventy to be one of the most si... ...emed since the war of seventy to be one of the most significant glories of national unity. The enthusiastic seemed in the wildness of the Walpurgisnac... ...ng theology in Heidelberg, but the other theologi- cal students of his own nationality looked upon him with suspicion. He was very unorthodox, which f... ...upation with the matter of sex. T wo or three times on his walks among the hills he had met Fraulein Cacilie wandering by her- self. He had passed her... ...lks together, and every afternoon quite openly set out to wander about the hills. It was plain that they did not care what was said of them. At last e...

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...Frewen, clerk to the Court of Chancery, Brunswick Herald, and Usher of the Black Rod, and sec- ondly to Admiral Buckner, she was denied issue in both ... ...ts humble virtues. On the other side, the wild, cruel, proud, and somewhat blackguard stock of the Scotch Campbell-Jacksons, had put forth, in the per... ...ed with distinctions and generalisations, contrasting the dramatic art and national character of England, Germany, Italy, and France. If he were dull,... ...tevenson splendid sight: the mob in front chanting the “Marseillaise,” the national war hymn, grave and powerful, sweetened by the night air – though ... ...when suddenly the Municipal Guard, now fairly exasperated, pre- vented the National Guard from proceeding, and fired at them; the National Guard had c... ...e view of it than those who have leaped over the hedges and strayed up the hills; not but what the hedges are very necessary, and our stray travellers... ...ut at the door, would come in again by the window; if it found nothing but blackness in the present, would hit upon some ground of consolation in the ... ...hot and feverish, so tomblike and unhealthy, in the midst of dear Nature’s hills and sea, with good wholesome work to do. Pray that all go well to-mor... ...wild and savage than ever, but is not without a strange deadly beauty: the hills covered with bushes of a metallic green with coppery patches of soil ...

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...the waiter, and he said it was called “paprika hendl,” and that, as it was a national dish, I should be able to get it anywhere along the Carpathians.... ...avels with Mina. In the population of Transylvania there are four dis tinct nationalities: Saxons in the South, and mixed with them the Wallachs, wh... ... of every kind. Sometimes we saw little towns or castles on the top of steep hills such as we see in old missals; sometimes we ran by rivers and strea... ...ls. They wore high boots, with their trousers tucked into them, and had long black hair and heavy black moustaches. They are very picturesque, but do ... ... is high over the distant horizon, which seems jagged, whether with trees or hills I know not, for it is so far off that big things and little are mix... ...I could hear a lot of words often repeated, queer words, for there were many nationalities in the Chapter 1 9 crowd, so I quietly got my polyglot dic... ...ay a green sloping land full of forests and woods, with here and there steep hills, crowned with clumps of trees or with farmhouses, the blank gable e... ... to the Count. Each moment I expected to see the glare of lamps through the blackness, but all was dark. The only light was the flickering rays of ou... ...m the flash of our lamps as the rays fell on them, that the horses were coal black and splendid animals. They were Chapter 1 14 driven by a tall man,...