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... Kaarta , and Bam- barra , the traveller remained in Kasson till the 3d of February , when he resumed his journey , and arrived on the 12th at Kem- moo , the capital of Kaarta . Here he was introduced to the King , Daisy , who advised ...
... Kaarta , and Bam- barra , the traveller remained in Kasson till the 3d of February , when he resumed his journey , and arrived on the 12th at Kem- moo , the capital of Kaarta . Here he was introduced to the King , Daisy , who advised ...
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... Kaarta , Ludamar , and the northern parts of Bambarra , where it is one of the most common shrubs of the country . I had observed the same species at Gambia , and had an opportunity to make a drawing of a branch in flower , of which an ...
... Kaarta , Ludamar , and the northern parts of Bambarra , where it is one of the most common shrubs of the country . I had observed the same species at Gambia , and had an opportunity to make a drawing of a branch in flower , of which an ...
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... Kaarta ; the cattle were claimed , but in vain ; and , in his method of declaring war , and of announcing the fate of his enemy , the King of Bambarra re sembled the Scythians who sent to Alexander a mole and a bundle of arrows , as ...
... Kaarta ; the cattle were claimed , but in vain ; and , in his method of declaring war , and of announcing the fate of his enemy , the King of Bambarra re sembled the Scythians who sent to Alexander a mole and a bundle of arrows , as ...
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... Bambarra . Continuing his journey from this place , in company with some inhabitants of Kaarta , he passed through several towns of Bambarra ; Bambarra ; and on the 21st of July he came 252 Park's Travels in Africa .
... Bambarra . Continuing his journey from this place , in company with some inhabitants of Kaarta , he passed through several towns of Bambarra ; Bambarra ; and on the 21st of July he came 252 Park's Travels in Africa .
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Page 205 - tis a dull and endless strife: Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it. And hark! how blithe the throstle sings! He, too, is no mean preacher: Come forth into the light of things, Let Nature be your Teacher.
Page 201 - First named these notes a melancholy strain. And many a poet echoes the conceit ; Poet who hath been building up the rhyme When he had better far have stretched his limbs Beside a brook in mossy forest-dell, By sun or moon-light, to the influxes Of shapes and sounds and shifting elements Surrendering his whole spirit...
Page 201 - Tis the merry Nightingale That crowds, and hurries, and precipitates With fast thick warble his delicious notes, As he were fearful that an April night Would be too short for him to utter forth His love-chant, and disburthen his full soul Of all its music...
Page 200 - No cloud, no relique of the sunken day Distinguishes the West, no long thin slip Of sullen light, no obscure trembling hues. Come, we will rest on this old mossy bridge ! You see the glimmer of the stream beneath, But hear no murmuring : it flows silently, O'er its soft bed of verdure. All is still, A balmy night ! and though the stars be dim, Yet let us think upon the vernal showers That gladden the green earth, and we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars. And hark ! the Nightingale...
Page 202 - Full fain it would delay me! My dear babe, Who, capable of no articulate sound, Mars all things with his imitative lisp, How he would place his hand beside his ear, His little hand, the small forefinger up, And bid us listen!
Page 420 - Firm-paced and slow, a horrid front they form, Still as the breeze, but dreadful as the storm; Low murmuring sounds along their banners fly, Revenge, or death...
Page 200 - But hear no murmuring: it flows silently, O'er its soft bed of verdure. All is still, A balmy night! and though the stars be dim, Yet let us think upon the vernal showers That gladden the green earth, and we shall find A pleasure in the dimness of the stars. And hark! the Nightingale begins its song, 'Most musical, most melancholy
Page 204 - The sun, above the mountain's head, A freshening lustre mellow Through all the long green fields has spread, His first sweet evening yellow. Books ! 'tis a dull and endless strife : Come, hear the woodland linnet, How sweet his music ! on my life, There's more of wisdom in it.
Page 205 - One impulse from a vernal wood May teach you more of man, Of moral evil and of good, Than all the sages can. Sweet is the lore which Nature brings ; Our meddling intellect Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things : — We murder to dissect. Enough of Science and of Art ; Close up those barren leaves ; Come forth, and bring with you a heart That watches and receives.
Page 41 - We join no feeling and attach no form! As if the soldier died without a wound; As if the fibres of this godlike frame Were gored without a pang...