Holy Himalaya: The Religion, Traditions, and Scenery of Himalayan Province (Kumaon and Garwhal)

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Oliphant Anderson & Ferrier, 1905 - Garhwal (India : Region) - 319 pages
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Page 250 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
Page 126 - As the dew is dried up by the morning sun, so are the sins of mankind by the...
Page 276 - That all the more endears, When we fall out with those we love And kiss again with tears! For when we came where lies the child We lost in other years, There above the little grave...
Page 271 - The lowness of the present state, That sets the past in this relief? Or that the past will always win A glory from its being far; And orb into the perfect star We saw not, when we moved therein?
Page 132 - An ancient legend relates how Ganga, the fair daughter of King Himalaya (Himavat) and of his queen the air-nymph Menaka, was persuaded, after long supplication, to shed her purifying influence upon the sinful earth. The icicle-studded cavern from which she issues is the tangled hair of the god Siva.
Page 120 - ... shot, and who came thus frankly to solicit assistance from his enemy. It is unnecessary to add, that it was instantly afforded. He recovered, and when discharged from the hospital, signified his desire to return to his corps to combat us again; exhibiting thus, through the whole, a strong sense of the value of generosity and courtesy in warfare; and also of his duty to his country, separating completely in his own mind, private and national feelings from each other ; and his frank confidence...
Page 158 - ... into the matted braid, his loins are clothed with a tiger's skin, a hollow skull is in his left hand (for a cup), and in his right he carries a bell, which he rings incessantly, exclaiming aloud, Ho, Sambhu, Bhairava— ho lord of Kali.
Page 183 - He roams about in dreadful cemeteries, attended by hosts of ghosts and spirits, like a mad man, naked, with dishevelled hair, laughing, weeping, bathed in the ashes of funeral piles, wearing a garland of dead men's skulls, and ornaments of human bones...
Page 126 - In a hundred ages of the Gods I could not tell thee of the glories of Himachal...
Page 249 - Then the priest of Jupiter, which was before their city, brought oxen and garlands unto the gates, and would have done sacrifice with the people.

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