The Peasants of Chamouni: Containing an Attempt to Reach the Summit of Mont Blanc : and a Delineation of the Scenery Among The Alps ...

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Baldwin, Cradock, & Joy, 1826 - 164 pages
 

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Page 8 - ... age : Quick let me strip thee of thy tufty coat, Spread thy ambrosial stores, and feast with Jove ! From these the prospect varies. Plains immense Lie stretch'd below, interminable meads, And vast savannahs, where the wandering eye, Unfixt, is in a verdant ocean lost.
Page 21 - Hang o'er precipices wild, Hang — suspended by a breath : If a pulse but throb alarm, Headlong down the steeps they fall ; — For a pulse will break the charm, — Bounding, bursting, burying all. Struck with horror, stiff and pale, When the chaos breaks on high, All that view it from the vale, All that hear it coming, die : — In a day and hour accurst, O'er the wretched land of TELL, Thus the Gallic ruin burst, Thus the Gallic glacier fell !
Page 100 - Mulet, a name given to a ridge of rocks, or rather a single rock, which rises almost perpendicularly to a great height, out of the eternal snow which surrounds it on all sides, and which is, from the nature of its construction, generally bare of snow itself. In ascending this ridge, we had a new species of danger to contend with.
Page 97 - ... descend down one side, and re-ascend the opposite one, which is the most formidable method of all. On one or two occasions, when we came to crevasses of this description, we were obliged to descend by the ladder upon a wall of ice, not above a foot in breadth, which divided the crevasse longitudinally. This would not hold above one or two at a time, so that the first party were...
Page 111 - ... a very early period, since it must be some hours, at least, before the snow would be fit to support our weight. The prospect in the morning was dreary enough; a thick fog shrouding from our view all the neighbouring heights, as well as every thing below us.
Page 21 - Bountiful my former lot As my native country's rills ; The foundations of my cot Were her everlasting hills. But those streams no longer pour Rich abundance round my lands ; And my father's cot no more On my father's mountain stands. By...
Page 140 - I was thrown instantly off my feet, but was still on my knees and endeavouring to regain my footing, when, in a few seconds, the snow on our right, which was of course above us, rushed into the gap thus suddenly made, and completed the catastrophe by burying us all at once in its mass, and hurrying us downwards towards two crevasses about a furlong below us, and nearly parallel to the line of our march. The accumulation of snow instantly threw me backwards, and I was carried down, in spite of all...
Page 139 - In this interval, my companion H and three of the guides passed me, so that I was now sixth in the line, and of course the centre man. H was next before me; and as it was the first time we had been so circumstanced during the whole morning, he remarked it, and said we ought to have one guide at least between us, in case of accident. This I over-ruled by referring him to the absence of all appearance of danger at that part of our march, to which he assented. I did not then attempt to recover my place...

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