This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 Excerpt: ...the Esplanade, and indulged in grave suspicions that the poetic faculty would be very weak to-night. We tried to take in as much of the surrounding moonshine as possible, but the effect was not exactly exhilarating. And the vision of the decapitated pier was not elevating, except to the hair of the head, which ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1884 Excerpt: ...the Esplanade, and indulged in grave suspicions that the poetic faculty would be very weak to-night. We tried to take in as much of the surrounding moonshine as possible, but the effect was not exactly exhilarating. And the vision of the decapitated pier was not elevating, except to the hair of the head, which developed a tendency to stand erect. I suppose it is a poet's destiny to stick fast sometimes. Nevertheless, he must stick fast to the post of danger and the path of duty. Letters written, evening hymn composed, Pietro's conversational powers exhausted, "and so to bed." And the night shall be fill'd with music; For the cares, that infested the day Have folded their tents, like the Arabs, And as silently stolen away. VENTNOR. Charming Ventnor! hail to thee! Peerless Ventnor! by the sea; Where the bold Undercliff doth rise, From emerald sea to azure skies; Where zephyr brings a healthful balm, O'er waters wrapt in lake-like calm: A FRAGMENT. From the Invalids' Home, 'neath the Undercliff's shade, To the village of Chale, our excursion was made; And we pass'd, on the journey, St. Lawrence's Church, With surroundings of myrtle, and laurel, and birch. Then we paused at the Sandrock, whose Royal Hotel Is the place where a poet for ever might dwell: His spirit would brighten, as gaily he sang Of the smiles of fair Niton, the frowns of Black-gang. He would seek for a shelter among the dense bowers Of the hamlet o'er whom the huge Undercliff towers; Where the frail passion-flower and the ivy entwine Their sisterly tendrils with fragrant woodbine. He would gaze on the rocks which the storm-wave breaks o'er, And the heart-rending scenes on the salvage-strewn shore; On the Freshwater Cliffs, which are seen from afar, And the whale's bony frame in the Bl...
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