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Views A Foot - The Voyage
An enthusiastic desire of visiting the Old World haunted me from early childhood. Icherished a presentiment, amounting almost to belief, that I should one day behold the scenes, among which my fancy had so long wandered.
A Day In Ireland
On calling at the steamboat office in Liverpool, to take passage to Port Rush, we found that the fare in the fore cabin was but two shillings and a half, while in the chief cabin it was six times as much. As I had started to make the tour of all Europe with a sum little higher than is sometimes given for the mere passage to and fro.
Ben Lomond And The Highland Lakes.
The steamboat Londonderry called the next day at Port Rush, and we left in her for Greenock. We ran down the Irish Coast, past Dunluce Castle and the Causeway, the Giant's organ was very plainly visible, and the winds were strong enough to have sounded a storm-song upon it.
The Burns Festival
We passed a glorious summer morning on the bank of Loch Katrine. The air was pure, fresh and balmy, and the warm sunshine glowed upon forest and lake, upon dark crag and purple mountain-top. The lake was a scene in fairyland. Returning over the rugged battle-plain in the jaws of the Trosachs, we passed the wild, lonely valley of Glenfinlas and Lanric Mead.
Walk From Edinburgh Over The Border And Arrival At London
We left Glasgow on the morning after returning from the Burns Festival, taking passage in the open cars for Edinburgh, for six shillings. On leaving the depot, we plunged into the heart of the hill on which Glasgow Cathedral stands and were whisked through darkness and sulphury smoke to daylight again.
Some Of The Sights Of London
In the course of time we came to anchor in the stream; skiffs from the shore pulled along-side, and after some little quarrelling, we w ere safely deposited in. one, with a party who de-sired to be landed at the Tower Stairs. The dark walls frowned above us as we mounted from the water and passed into an open square on the outside of the moat.
Flight Through Belgium
Bruges. On the Continent at last ! How strangely look the century-old towers, antique monuments, and quaint, narrow streets of the Flemish cities ! It is an agreeable and yet a painful sense of novelty to stand for the first time in the midst of a people whose language and manner is different from one's own.
The Rhine To Heidelberg
HEIDELBERG, August 30, Here at last ! and a most glorious place it is. This is our first morning in our new rooms, and the sun streams warmly in the eastern windows, as I write. while the old castle rises through the blue vapor on the side of the Kaiser-stuhl. The Neckar rushes on below; and the Odenwald, before me, rejoices with its vineyards in the morning light.
Scenes In And Around Heidelberg
There is so much to be seen around this beautiful place, that I scarcely know where to begin a description of it. I have been wandering among the wild paths that lead up and down the mountain side, or away into the forests and lonely meadows in the lap of the Odenwald.
A Walk Through The Odenwald
B- and I are now comfortably settled in Frankfort, having, with Mr. Willis's kind assistance, obtained lodgings with the amiable family, with whom he has resided for more than two years. My cousin remains in Heidelberg to attend the winter course of lectures at the University.
Scenes In Frankfort - An American Composer - The Poet Freiligrath
This is a genuine old German city. Founded by Charlemagne, afterwards a rallying point of the Crusaders, and for a long time the capital of the German empire, it has no lack of interesting historical recollections, and notwithstanding it is fast becoming modernized, one is everywhere reminded of the Past.
Heidelberg - A Week Among The Students
Receiving a letter from my cousin one bright December morning, the idea of visiting him struck me, and so, within an hour, B- and I were on our way to Heidelberg. It was delightful weather; the air was mild as the early days of spring, the pine forests around wore a softer green, and though the sun was but a hand's breadth high, even at noon, it was quite warm on the open road.
Christmas And New Year In Germany
I have lately been computing how much my travels have cost me up to the present time, and how long I can remain abroad to continue the pilgrimage, with my present expectations. The result has been most encouraging to my plan. Before leaving borne I wrote to several gentlemen who had visited Europe, requesting the probable expense of travel and residence abroad.
Winter In Frankfort - A Fair - An Inundation And A Fire
After New Year, the Main, just above the city, and the lakes in the promenades, were frozen over. The ice was tried by the police, and having been found of sufficient thickness, to the great joy of the schoolboys, permission was given to skate. The lakes were soon covered with merry skaters, and every afternoon the banks were crowded with spectators.
The Dead And The Deaf - Mendelssohn The Compeser
It is now a luxury to breathe. These spring days are the perfection of delightful weather. Imagine the delicious temperature of our Indian summer joined to the life and freshness of spring, add to this a sky of the purest azure, and a breeze filled with the odor of violets,-the most exquisite of all perfumes-and you have some idea of it.
Journey On Foot From Frankfort To Cassel
The day for leaving Frankfort came at last, and I bade adieu to the gloomy, antique, but. still quaint and pleasant city. I felt like leaving a second home, so much had the memories of many delightful hours spent there attached me to it : I' shall long retain the recollection of it dark old streets, its massive, devil-haunted bridge and the ponderous cathedral.
Adventures Among The Hartz
On taking leave of Carl at the gate over the Gottingen road, I felt tempted to bestow a malediction upon travelling, from its merciless breaking of all links, as soon as formed. It was painful to think we should meet no more. The tears started into his eyes, and feeling a mist gathering over mine, I gave his hand a parting pressure, turned my back upon Cassel and started up the long mountain.
Notes In Leipsic And Dresden
I have now been nearly two days in this wide-famed city, and the more I see of it the better I like it. It is a pleasant, friendly town, old enough to be interesting, and new enough to be comfortable. There is much active business life, through which it is fast increasing in size and beauty.
Rambles In The Saxon Switzerland
After four days' sojourn in Dresden we shouldered our knapsacks, not to be laid down again till we reached Prague. We were elated with the prospect of getting among the hills again, and we heeded not the frequent showers which had dampened the enjoyment of the Pentecost holidays, to the good citizens of Dresden, and might spoil our own.
Journey Through Eastern Bohemia And Moravia To The Danube.
Our road the first two days after leaving Prague, led across broad, elevated plains, across which a cold wind came direct from the summits of the Riesengebirge, far to our left. Were it not for the pleasant view we had of the rich valley of the Upper Elbe, which afforded a delightful relief to the monotony of the hills around us, the journey would have been exceedingly tiresome.
I have at last seen the thousand wonders of this great capital - this German Paris - this connecting link between the civilization of Europe and the barbaric magnificence of the East. It looks familiar to be in a city again, whose streets are thronged with people, and resound with the din and bustle of business.
Up The Danube
We passed out of Vienna in the face of one of the strongest winds it was ever my lot to encounter. It swept across the plain with such force that it was almost impossible to advance till we got under the lee of a range of hills. About two miles from the barrier we passed Schoenbrunn, the Austrian Versailles.
The Austrian Alps
It was nearly dark when we came to the end of the plain and looked on the city at our feet and the lovely lake that lost itself in the mountains before us. We were early on board the steamboat next morning, with a cloudless sky above us and a snow-crested Alp beckoning' on from the end of the lake.
I thought I had seen every thing in Vienna that could excite admiration or gratify fancy; here I have my former sensations to live over again, in an augmented degree. It is well I was at first somewhat prepared by our previous travel, otherwise the glare and splendor of wealth and art in this German Athens might blind me to the beauties of the cities we shall yet visit.
Through Wurtemberg To Heidelberg
We left Munich in the morning train for Augsburg. Between the two cities extends a vast unbroken plain, exceedingly barren and monotonous. Here and there is a little scrubby woodland, and sometimes we passed over a muddy stream which came down from the Alps.
Freiburg And The Black Forest
It would be ingratitude towards the old city in which I have passed so many pleasant and profitable hours, to leave it, perhaps forever, without a few words of farewell. How often will the old bridge with its view up the Main, over the houses of Oberrad to the far mountains of the Odenwald.
People And Places In Eastern Switzerland
We left Schaffhausen for Zurich, in mist and rain, and walked for some time along the north bank of the Rhine. We could have enjoyed the scenery much better, had it not been for the rain, which not only hid the mountains from sight, but kept us constantly half soaked.
Passage Of The St. Gothard And Descent Into Italy
Leaving Amstegg, I passed the whole day among snowy, sky-piercing Alps, torrents, chasms and clouds ! The clouds appeared to be breaking up as we set out, and the white top of the Reussberg was now and then visible in the sky. Just above the village are the remains of Zwing Uri, the castle begun by the tyrant Gessler, for the complete subjugation of the canton.
While finding our way at random to the Pension Suisse, whither we had been directed by a German gentleman, we were agreeably impressed with the gaiety and bustle of Milan. The shops and stores are all open to the street, so that the city resembles a great bazaar.
Walk From Milan To Genoa.
It was finally decided we should leave Milan, so the next morning we arose at five o'clock for the first time since leaving Frankfort. The Italians had commenced operations at this early hour, but we made our way through the streets without attracting quite so much attention as on our arrival.
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