"Castled" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... wind pierces, and the loud world sounds and jangles all through the weary day? I mind an old print of a hermit coming out of a great wood towards evening and shading his bleared eyes to see all the kingdoms of the earth before his feet, where towered cities and castled hills, and stately rivers, and good corn lands made one great chorus of temptation for his weak spirit, and I think I am the hermit, and would to God I had dwelt ever in ...
— The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition Vol. 23 (of 25) • Robert Louis Stevenson
... over now, The quarter-deck undone; The carved and castled navies fire Their evening-gun. O, Titan Temeraire, Your stern-lights fade away; Your bulwarks to the years must yield, And heart-of-oak decay. A pigmy steam-tug tows you, Gigantic, to the shore— Dismantled of your guns and spars, And sweeping wings of war. The rivets clinch the iron clads, ...
— John Marr and Other Poems • Herman Melville
... heard no more Than the sea's murmur dying on the shore. Olola!—ha! his sister had that name! Oh, horrid fancies! shake not thus his frame! All night he wandered by the desert main, To catch the melancholy sounds again. No torches blaze in Penco's castled hall That echoed to the midnight festival. The weary soldiers by their toils oppressed, Had now retired to silence and to rest. 120 The minstrel only, who the song had sung Of noble Cid, as o'er the strings he hung, Upon the instrument had fall'n asleep, Weary, and now was hushed in slumbers ...
— The Poetical Works of William Lisle Bowles, Vol. 1 • William Lisle Bowles
... regard to his Sanskrit studies, offered at once to conduct me to Neuses. A walk of twenty minutes across the meadows of the Itz, along the base of the wooded hills which terminate, just beyond, in the castled Kallenberg (the summer residence of Duke Ernest II.), brought us to the little village, which lies so snugly hidden in its own orchards that one might almost pass without discovering it. The afternoon was warm and sunny, ...
— The Atlantic Monthly, Volume 18, No. 105, July 1866 • Various |
