Owing to the absence of light, I have seen the rainbow only two or three times by day; the lunar bow not at all.

However, the imperial presence needs not its crown, though illustrated by it.
General Porter and Jack Downing were not unsuitable figures here.

The former heroically planted the bridges by which we cross to Goat Island and the Wake-robin-crowned genius has punished his temerity with deafness, which must, I think, have come upon him when he sunk the first stone in the rapids.

Jack seemed an acute and entertaining representative of Jonathan, come to look at his great water-privilege.
He told us all about the Americanisms of the spectacle; that is to say, the battles that have been fought here.

It seems strange that men could fight in such a place; but no temple can still the personal griefs and strifes in the breasts of its visitors.
No less strange is the fact that, in this neighborhood, an eagle should be chained for a plaything.