The True Life of Capt. Sir Richard F. Burton ...

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228 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... dwarf hills of mound-like proportions, which apparently dip their feet in the wave. To the south, and opposite the long low point, behind which the Malagarazi River discharges the red loam suspended in its violent stream, lie the bluff headlands and capes of Uguhha, and, as the eye dilates, it falls upon a cluster of outlying islets, speckling a sea-horizon.
84 ÆäÀÌÁö - ... a country fantastic in its desolation — a mass of huge hills, barren plains, and desert vales. Even the sturdy Acacias here failed, and in some places the camel grass could not find earth enough for its root.
414 ÆäÀÌÁö - Who rode life's lists as a god might ride ? While England sees not her old praise dim, While still her stars through the world's night swim, A fame outshining her Raleigh's fame, A light that lightens her loud sea's rim, Shall shine and sound as her sons proclaim The pride that kindles at Burton's name. And joy shall exalt their pride to be The same in birth if in soul the same.
109 ÆäÀÌÁö - Asclepias formed a canopy, sable above and livid red below; it hung over our heads like a sheet, and divided the cliffs into two equal parts. Here the fire flashed fiercely from a tall thorn, that crackled and shot up showers of sparks into the air; there it died away in lurid gleams, which lit up a truly Stygian scene. As usual, however, the picturesque had its inconveniences. There was no path. Rocks, stone-banks, and trees obstructed our passage. The camels, now blind in darkness, then dazzled...
145 ÆäÀÌÁö - Abibakr, sat in a dark room with whitewashed walls, to which hung — significant decorations — rusty matchlocks and polished fetters. His appearance was that of a little Indian Rajah, an etiolated youth twenty-four or twentyfive years old, plain and thin-bearded, with a yellow complexion, wrinkled brows and protruding eyes. His dress was a flowing robe of crimson cloth, edged with snowy fur, and a narrow white turban tightly twisted round a tall conical cap of red velvet, like the old Turkish...
268 ÆäÀÌÁö - He had heard strange accounts of its buoyancy. It was said to support a bather as if he were sitting in an armchair, and to float him like an unfresh egg.
209 ÆäÀÌÁö - Crossing a steep and muddy bed, knee-deep even in the dry season, we entered fields under the outlying hillocks of the highlands. These low cones, like similar formations in India, are not inhabited ; they are even more malarious than the plains, the surface is rocky, and the woodage, not ceasing as in higher elevations, extends from base to summit. Beyond the cultivation the route plunges into a jungle, where the European traveler realizes every preconceived idea of Africa's aspect, at once hideous...
212 ÆäÀÌÁö - Two wretched villagers were seen lurking in the jungle, not daring to revisit the wreck of their homes.
247 ÆäÀÌÁö - The African's mind is disturbed by this tissue of contradictions. He considers birds somewhat low feeding ; roasts he adores ; he contrasts mountains of meat with his poor half-pound in pot ; he would sell himself for sugar ; but again he hears nothing of tobacco. Still he takes the trouble to ask : " Where, O my brother ? " " There," exclaims Gul Mohammed, pointing to the skies. This is a choke-pear to Muzungu Mbaya.
75 ÆäÀÌÁö - But afterwards let him take bees-honey and cinnamon and album graecum, of each half a part, and of ginger a whole part, which let him pound and mix with the honey, and form boluses, each bolus the weight of a Miskal, and of it let him use every day a Miskal on the saliva.

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