... twenty-four hours, of hearing every shot in the whole thirty miles circumference of Paris ; and one night I counted 107 shots in five minutes. The sky at night was illuminated as if by fireworks, and bombs and grenades flew like rockets in all directions.” ...

... hard to guess what expression is intended; the effect on face and figure that of daylight, while tlm background is the sky of night, star-sprinkled; the head is far too large for the bust and hand, the distance from the forehead to the foramen of the ...

... landscape now; but there was a golden touch appearing here and there among the western clouds, and had vague hopes of clear sky at night. By the time we had got through the lock at Cookham and poled across to the riverside inn there, the dusk had fallen, and ...

... altogether simpleever changing as the winds of heaven, and as the heaven, deep, beauteous, and unsearchable ! Night after night for those four happy nights, the last happy hours I ever was to know, we sat hand in hand upon the deck and heard the waters lip the ...

... looked at the stars through his little hand-telescope. He longed for a more powerful instrument, to see more objects in the sky of night. He wrote to London, to ask the price of such thing. was many guineas, which he could not afford. Then he resolved to make ...

... Matthew’s Gospel (xvi. 2, 3): When it is evening, ye say, It will be fair weather, for tlie sky is red ; and in the morning. will foul weather to-day, for the sky is red It may be remembered, too, how graphically speaks this popular rule in his Venus and ...

... their full bloom, and the summer lightning plays through the clear air, and the clear moon shining through the cloudless sky turns night into day, the city is a huge lazar house, the abode of the dead or dying. The crowded wharf is deserted, the streets echo ...

... my head. Oh ! The words, the formula, the letters burned themselves in my brain. All day long I saw them written in the sky; all night long a voice shouted them in my ears. I had no means of writing anything —there was neither paper nor pencil. Then I thought ...

... long generally neglected, affords but few specimens for Mr. Jackson’s collection. Fabulous visions of swordsmen in the sky at night were now and then imposed on vulgar credulity, during the wars of Queen Anne’s time. The taste for caricature, as might ...