This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1812 edition. Excerpt: ... " The wild brook babbling down the moimtain side, The lowing herd, the sheep-fold's simple bell; The pipe of early Shepherd dim descried In the lone valley; echoing far and wide The clamorous horn along the cliffs above; The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide; The hum of bees, and linnet's lay of love, ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1812 edition. Excerpt: ... " The wild brook babbling down the moimtain side, The lowing herd, the sheep-fold's simple bell; The pipe of early Shepherd dim descried In the lone valley; echoing far and wide The clamorous horn along the cliffs above; The hollow murmur of the ocean-tide; The hum of bees, and linnet's lay of love, And the full choir that wakes the universal grove." There must naturally be something so much more noble and important in the " busy hum of men" than in the " busy hum of bees," or any other inferior animal, that I am almost ashamed to acknowledge such base prepossessions. It is often said, and (c)ftener perhaps thought of London, as of Paris in old time, that the very air of the metropolis, is necessary to the improvement and perfection of any talent we may happen to possess: --that those who have not visited the capital, cannot be expected ever to excel in any art or any science, --upon which I can only say, what has been already said also in the case of Paris alluded to, namely, that this is indeed very likely to be true, since, undoubtedly, the air of London must needs be a very particular air;--not any of your meer simple, uncompouhded, insipid fluids like the air of the country, but evidently and palpably consisting of an immense variety of substances most curiously blended and mingled together;--Lonidon, as well as Paris, may reaonably be considered as one vast crucible in which divers meats and fruits, oils, tvines, pepper, cinnamon, sugar, coffee, (this for Pa?'is, you may add for London, ) coal-dust, and coal-smoke, brickdust, mud, the steam of a thousand breweries, the fumes and vapours of ten thousand gin-shops, &c. &c. &c. &c. &c. &c. &c. &c. &c. are daily collected, the stomachs and lungs of the inhabitants being the furnaces.
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Add this copy of Thinks I-to-Myself: a Serio-Ludicro, Tragico-Comico to cart. $55.02, good condition, Sold by Bonita rated 4.0 out of 5 stars, ships from Newport Coast, CA, UNITED STATES, published 2011 by Nabu Press.
