A Summer in Andalucia, Volume 2

R. Bentley, 1839

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Page 39 - When the melancholy conqueror approached his beloved Granada, the people thronged forth to see him with impatient joy, for they loved him as a benefactor. They had erected arches of triumph in honour of his martial exploits, and wherever he passed he was hailed with acclamations, as El...
Page 277 - Ein freies Leben führen wir, Ein Leben voller Wonne. Der Wald ist unser Nachtquartier, Bei Sturm und Wind hantieren wir, Der Mond ist unsre Sonne, Merkurius ist unser Mann, Der's Praktizieren trefflich kann.
Page 131 - ... dark complexions and mantillas. The comb worn in the hair is generally about the size of those used in / this country. The fan is as universally seen as the mantilla : a Spanish woman is seldom without it, even within doors. The favourite fashion of dressing the hair among the Andalusians consists in parting it in the middle, smoothing it over the forehead, and bringing it down into one large thin curl, flattened against each temple, and called the love-twist. u THE TOILETTE IN SPAIN.
Page 362 - While Conscience, with their impious creed accurst. Drunk, as with wine, had sanctified to them All bloody, all abominable things. Thou, Calpe, saw'st their coming: ancient Rock Renown'd, no longer now shalt thou be call'd From Gods and Heroes of the years of yore, Kronos, or hundred-handed Briareus, Bacchus or Hercules; but doom'd to bear The name of thy new conqueror, and thenceforth To stand his everlasting monument.
Page 82 - Tis true that I'm living In maidenly leisure, With nothing to vex me, Or cross in my pleasure ; But oh ! a good husband much better would be ! A nice little husband's the treasure for me ! 'Tis true that I'm mistress Of house and of stores ; Papa loves me dearly...
Page 308 - Son rústicos los lados, las entrañas Del valle visten siempre la hermosura, Frondosidad el...
Page 28 - ... from the stall, Till all its tribes sat mounted on the shore ; Waiting the waving of thy torch to pour The living deluge on the fields of Spain. Queen of earth's loveliness, there was a stain Upon thy brow— the stain of guilt and gore, Thy course was bright, bold, treach'rous,— and 'tis o'er. The spear and diadem are from thee gone ; Silence is now sole monarch on thy throne...
Page 28 - ... village of houses, a large parish church, a convent, orchards, gardens, and even cornfields, and that never-failing appendage to the smallest village — an alameda. THE MOORISH PALACE. The entrance to the Casa Arabe, or Arabian House, as the renowned Moorish palace is called by the Granadinos, is almost concealed by a projecting angle of the Palace of Charles V. Unlike the habitations of modern European royalty, there is nothing in the exterior of the Arabian House which could lead a stranger...
Page 28 - Where are thy pomps, Alhambra, earthly sun, That had no rival and no second ? — gone ! Thy glory down the arch of time has roll'd, Like the great day-star to the ocean dim, The billows of the ages o'er thee swim, Gloomy and fathomless ; thy tale is told.
Page 79 - ... for many partook of his bounty ; and Mateo in particular received clothing j and other favours at his hands. The contents of his book are well I known in the Alhambra; and Mateo does not seem very well satis* fied with the part he is made to perform. He takes offence, I' imagine, at certain expressions referring to himself as a

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