A Visit to the Antipodes: With Some Reminiscences of a Sojourn in AustraliaSmith, Elder, 1846 - Počet stran: 188 Pref signed: E L On spine: a visit to the Antipodes. |
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Adelaide ALBERT TOWN amongst animal appearance attempt beautiful BIOGRAPHICAL SKETCH black fellow bone bright bullocky Bunyip cabbage-tree hats cabin Cape Verd Captain Sturt CHAPTER character clouds colonists colony colour commenced completely Crocodile Rock dark dead calm deck distance dogs doubt emigration England everything excitement extent eyes face favourable feeling flock forecastle gale going head heavy horizon hour kangaroo kangaroo rats King William Street labour land light look mate ment miles mind morning natives nature never night object occasion occasionally occupation opossum passed person plenty Port Port Adelaide prospect rain replied round sails Sandy scarcely scene scrub seemed sheep sheep dog shepherd ship shore side sight sound South Australia stand steward strange street Sydney taffrail tell thought Timor pony tion to-day tone town trees vessel voice voyage walk wind wools yards
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Strana 57 - Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity.
Strana 57 - Tell me, thou mighty deep, whose billows round me play, Know'st thou some favored spot, some island far away, Where weary man may find the bliss for which he sighs ; Where sorrow never lives, and friendship never dies? The loud waves, rolling in perpetual flow, Stopped for a while, and sighed to answer —
Strana 58 - And thou, serenest moon, that, with such lovely face, Dost look upon the earth, asleep in night's embrace ; Tell me, in all thy round, hast thou not seen some spot, Where miserable man might find a happier lot? Behind a cloud the moon withdrew in woe, And a voice, sweet, but sad, responded —
Strana 58 - Where grief may find a balm, And weariness a rest ? Faith, Hope, and Love, best boons to mortals given, Waved their bright wings, and whispered, —
Strana 5 - Upon the fast receding hills that dim and distant rise. No marvel that the lady wept : there was no land on earth She loved like that dear land, although she owed it not her birth. It was her mother's land — the land of childhood and of friends ; It was the land where she had found for all her griefs amends ; The land where her dead husband slept; the land where she had known The tranquil convent's hushed repose and the splendours of a throne.
Strana 5 - No marvel that the lady wept — it was the land of France — The chosen home of chivalry — the garden of romance ! The past was bright, like those dear hills so far behind her bark ; The future, like the gathering night, was ominous and dark ! One gaze again — one long, last gaze — "Adieu, fair France, to thee ! " The breeze comes forth — she is alone on the unconscious sea.
Strana 33 - ... wind to heave the curling billow; The streamers droop, And trembling stoop, Like boughs, that crown the weeping willow From off the shore Is heard the roar Of waves in softest motion rolling ; The twinkling stars, And whispering airs Are all to peace the heart controlling. The moon is bright, Her ring of light, In silver, pales the blue of Heaven, Or tints with gold, Where lightly rolled, How calm and clear The silent air' How smooth and still the glassy ocean! While stars above Seem lamps of...
Strana 178 - ... this reviewer about the Australian economy: he considered wool to be almost the worst product imaginable upon which to construct a national life: The tropical products, the mineral products of South America, the far more valuable industry and activity in fisheries, shipping, and trade of the Northern American States, are such a staple basis of a colonial prosperity. Wool is not. It is the worst product a new colony could have turned its capital and attention to, because the production of wool...
Strana 33 - The night is clear, The sky is fair, The wave is resting on the ocean, And far and near The silent air Just lifts the flag with faintest motion. There is no gale To...
Strana 86 - ... Surprising Hat', will be the Mud' Tale found in V. Day Sharman, Folk Tales of Devon (London, 1952). (i) Source: A Visit to the Antipodes: with some Reminiscences of a Sojourn in Australia, By 'A Squatter' (E. Lloyd), (London, 1846): There was a story told about the state of King William Street [Adelaide] in winter, the correctness of which in every particular I am not prepared to admit, though I take the liberty of transcribing it for the curiosity of the occurrence. It is stated that there was...