A class-book of physical geography

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George Philip & Son, 1882 - 299 pages
 

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Page 157 - All in a hot and copper sky The bloody sun, at noon, Right up above the mast did stand, No bigger than the moon. Day after day, day after day, We stuck nor breath nor motion ; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.
Page 253 - ... are used as a taper; the larger nuts, thinned and polished, furnish him with a beautiful goblet; the smaller ones, with bowls for his pipes; the dry husks kindle his fires; their fibres are twisted into fishing-lines and...
Page 157 - The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon ' The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast.
Page 167 - These sea-breezes do commonly rise in the morning about nine o'clock, sometimes sooner, sometimes later ; they first approach the shore so gently, as if they were afraid to come near it, and ofttimes they make some faint breathings, and, as if not willing to offend, they make a halt, and seem ready to retire. I have waited many a time, both ashore to receive the pleasure, and at sea to take the benefit of it. It comes in a fine small black curl upon the water...
Page 253 - ... and cords for his canoes ; he heals his wounds with a balsam compounded from the juice of the nut; and with the oil extracted from its meat, embalms the bodies of the dead.
Page 202 - At about 2 PM, a murmuring sound was heard from the North-east among the mountains, which increased until it attracted universal attention, and we began to exclaim, ' What is this murmur ? Is it the sound of cannon in the distance ? Is Gandgarh bellowing ? Is it thunder...
Page 163 - At last the sudden lightnings flash among the hills and sheet through the clouds that overhang the sea, and with a crash of 'thunder the monsoon bursts over the thirsty land, not in showers or partial torrents, but in a wide deluge, that in the course of a few hours overtops the river banks, and spreads in inundations over every level plain.

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