The Lost City!: Drama of the Fire Fiend! Or Chicago, as it Was, and as it Is! and Its Glorious Future! a Vivid and Truthful Picture of All of Interest Connected with the Destruction of Chicago and the Terrible Fires of the Great North-west ...

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Wells, 1872 - 316 pages
"Numerous plates from art engraved by the Actinic Engraving Co., Moss Process...These are some of the earliest photo-engravings done in the United States."--Hanson Collection catalog, p. 43.
 

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Page 119 - I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and the shadow of death; a land of darkness, as darkness itself, and of the shadow of death, without any order and where the light is as darkness.
Page 160 - In a clamorous appealing to the mercy of the fire, In a mad expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon.
Page 300 - It was the spectacle of a sea and billows of fire, a sky and clouds of flame, mountains of red rolling flame, like immense waves of the sea, alternately bursting forth and elevating themselves to skies of fire, and then sinking into the ocean of flame below. ' Oh ! it was the most grand, the most sublime, and the most terrific sight the world ever beheld.
Page 299 - At length, on the sixth day, the conflagration was stayed at the foot of Esquilise, by pulling down an immense quantity of buildings, so that an open space, and, as it were, void air, might check the raging element by breaking the continuity. But ere the consternation had subsided the fire broke out afresh, with no little violence, but in regions more spacious, and therefore...
Page 29 - To study History is to study literature. The biography of a nation embraces all its works. No trifle is to be neglected. A mouldering medal is a letter of twenty centuries. Antiquities, which have been beautifully called History defaced, compose its fullest commentary.
Page 300 - ... that pursued them. Napoleon was indefatigable in his exertions for the rescue of his soldiers and the remaining inhabitants. At length it was announced that the Kremlin was on fire. The flames so encircled it that escape seemed almost impossible. The fire was already consuming the gates of the Citadel. It was not until after a long search that a postern could be found through which the imperial escort could pass. Blinded by cinders and smothered...
Page 299 - ... a few hours of indescribable confusion and dismay, the whole vast city was wrapped in one wild ocean of flame. The French soldiers shot the incendiaries, bayoneted them, tossed them into the flames ; but still, like demons, they plied their work. Napoleon awoke early in the morning, and looked out upon the flames which were sweeping through all parts of the city. For the first time in his life he appeared excessively agitated. His far-reaching mind apprehended at a glance the measurelessness...
Page 67 - I will ; and yet A kind of weight hangs heavy at my heart ; My flagging soul flies under her own pitch, Like fowl in air too damp, and lugs along, As if she were a body in a body, And not a mounting substance made of fire. My senses, too, are dull and stupefied, Their edge rebated : — sure some ill approaches, And some kind spirit knocks softly at my soul, To tell me, fate's at hand.
Page 299 - There followed a dreadful disaster ; whether fortuitously, or by the wicked contrivance of the prince, is not determined, for both are asserted by historians ; but of all the calamities which ever befell this city from the rage of fire, this was the most terrible and severe. It broke out in that part of the Circus which is contiguous to mounts Palatine and...
Page 23 - ... perish, did they cease to aid each other. From the time that the mother binds the child's head, till the moment that some kind assistant wipes the death-damp from the brow of the dying, we cannot exist without mutual help. All, therefore, that need aid, have a right to ask it from their fellow-mortals. No one who holds the power of granting, can refuse it without guilt.

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