The Roman Wall: A Historical, Topographical, and Descriptive Account of the Barrier of the Lower Isthmus, Extending from the Tyne to the Solway,deduced from Numerous Personal Surveys

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J. R. Smith, 1851 - Great Britain - 454 pages

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Page 393 - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses, whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings.
Page 194 - O ye dales Of Tyne, and ye most ancient woodlands; where Oft as the giant flood obliquely strides, And his banks open, and his lawns extend, Stops short the pleased traveller to view Presiding o'er the scene some rustic tower Founded by Norman or by Saxon hands...
Page 282 - Imperious Caesar, dead and turned to clay, Might stop a hole to keep the wind away. O, that that earth, which kept the world in awe, Should patch a wall to expel the winter's flaw ! But soft!
Page 227 - Where is Rome ? She lives but in the tale of other times ; Her proud pavilions are the hermit's home, And her long colonnades, her public walks, Now faintly echo to the pilgrim's feet, Who comes to muse in solitude, and trace, Through the rank moss reveal'd, her honour'd dust.
Page 338 - With these, in troop, Came Astoreth, whom the Phoenicians call'd •Astarte, queen of heaven, with crescent horns; To whose bright image nightly, by the moon, Sidonian virgins paid their vows and songs...
Page 266 - A stranger yet to pain ? I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.
Page 24 - I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the ending, . . which is, and which was, and which is to come, the Almighty
Page 392 - Poor little, pretty, fluttering thing, Must we no longer live together ? And dost thou prune thy trembling wing; To take thy flight thou know'st not whither ? Thy humorous vein, thy pleasing folly Lies all neglected, all forgot : And pensive, wavering, melancholy, Thou dread'st and hop'st thou know'st not what.
Page 41 - Covenant with us, and having first well nigh freed us from AntiChristian thraldom, didst build up this Britannic Empire to a glorious and enviable height with all her Daughter Islands about her, stay us in this felicity...
Page 210 - The parties there brought up are known either by education or nature not to be of honest conversation.

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