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Titel: First English reading book: Engelsch leesboek voor instituten, gymnasiën en hoogere burgerscholen: met Nederlandsche woordenlijst
Auteur: Herrig, Ludwig
Uitgave: Arnhem: J. Voltelen, 1869 *
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Citeerinstructie: Bijzondere Collecties van de Universiteit van Amsterdam, UBM: IWO 513 H 21
URL: https://schoolmuseum.uba.uva.nl/bookid/LCSM_204683
Onderwerp: Taal- en letterkunde naar afzonderlijke talen: Engelse taalkunde
Trefwoord: Leesvaardigheid, Engels, Leermiddelen (vorm)
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sight, and keenest Hstening was stiil, and
lifeless, as some dispeopled, and forgotten
"world, that rolls round and round in the
heavens, through wasted floods of light.
The sun, growing fiercer and fiercer, shone
down more mightily now than ever on me
he shone before, and as I dropped my
head under his fire, and closed my eyes
against the glare that surrounded me, I
slowly fell asleep, for how many minutes
or moments, I cannot tell, but after a while
I was gently awakened by a peal of church
bells. — My first idea naturally was, that
I still remained fast under the power of a
dream. I roused myself, and drew aside
the silk that covered my eyes, and plunged
my bare face into the light. Then at least
I was well enough wakened, but still those
old bells rung on, not ringing for joy, but
properly, prosily, steadily, merrily ringing
*for church.' After a while the sound died
away slowly: it happened that neither I,
nor any of my party had a watch by which
to measure the exact time of its lasting,
but it seemed to me that about ten minutes
had passed before the bells ceased. I at-
tributed the effect to the great heat of the
sun, the perfect dryness of the clear air
through which I moved, and the deep still-
ness of all around me; it seemed to me
that these causes by occasioning a great
tension, and consequent susceptibility of
the hearing organs, had rendered them
liable to tingle under the passing touch of
some mere memory, that must have swept
across my brain in a moment of sleep.
Since my return to England it has been
told me that like sounds have been heard
at sea, and that the sailor becalmed under
a vertical sun in the midst of the wide
ocean, has Ustened in trembling wonder to
the chime of his own village bells.
At this time I kept a poor, shabby pre-
tence of a journal, which just enabled me
to know the day of the month, and the
week, according to the European calendar,
and when in my tent at night I got out
my pocket book, I found that the day was
Sunday, and roughly allowing for the dif-
ference of time in this longitude, I con-
cluded that at the moment of my hearing
that strange peal, the church going bells
of Marlen must have been actually calling
the congregation of the parish to morning
prayer. The coincidence amused me faintly,
but I could not pluck up the least hope
that the effect which I had experienced
was anything other than an illusion. It would
have been sweeter to believe that my kneel-
ing mother by some pious enchantment,
had asked, and found this spell to rouse
me from my scandalous forgetfulness of
God's holy day.
After the fifth day of my journey, I no
longer travelled over shifting hills, but came
upon a dead level — a dead level bed of
sand, quite hard, and studded with small
shining pebbles.
The heat grew fierce; there was no valley,
nor hollow, no hill, no mound, no shadow
of hill, nor of mound, by which I could
mark the way I was making. Hour by hour
I advanced, and saw no change — I was
still the very centre of a round horizon;
hour by hour I advanced, and still there
was the same, and the same, and the same —
the same circle of flaming sky — the same
circle of sand still glaring with Hght, and
fire. Over all the heaven above — over
all the earth beneath, there was no visible
power that could balk the fiere will of
the Sun; 'he rejoiced as a strong man to
run a race; his going forth was from the
end of the heaven, and his circuit unto the
ends of it; and there was nothing hid from
the heat thereof.' From pole to pole, and
from the East to the West, he brandished
his fiery sceptre as though he had usurped
all Heaven and Earth. As he bid the soft
Persian in ancient times, so now, and fierce-
ly too, he bid me bow down, and wor-
ship him; so now in his pride he seemed
to command me, and say.' Thou shalt have
none other gods but me.' I was all alone
before him. There were these two pitted
together, and face to face — the mighty
Sun for one, and for the other — this poor
pale, solitary Self of mine, that I always
carry about with me.
But on the eighth day, and before 1 had
yet turned away from Jehova, for the glit-
tering god of the Persians, there appeared
a dark line upon the edge of the forward
horizon, and soon the line deepened into
a delicate fringe, that sparkled here and
there as though it were sewn with diamonds.
There, then, before me were the gardens,
and the minarets of Egypt, and the mighty
works of the Nile, and I — I had hved to
see, and I saw them.
When evening came, I was still within
the confines of the Desert, and my tent
was pitched as usual, but one of my Arabs
stalked away rapidly towards the West,
without telling me of the errand on which
he was bent. After a while he returned;
he had toiled on a graceful service; he had
travelled all the way on to the border of
the living world, and brought me back for
token an ear of rice, full, fresh, and green.
The next day I entered upon Egypt, and
floated along (for the delight was as the