Identifier: aroundworldwithp00phil (find matches)
Title: Around the world with Philip Phillips, "the singing pilgrim." A pictorial tour of the globe illustrated by pen and pencil ..
Year: 1887 (1880s)
Authors: Phillips, Philip, 1834-1895 Vincent, John Heyl, 1832-1920
Subjects: Voyages around the world
Publisher: New York, The Phillips Pub. Co.
Contributing Library: University Library, University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill
Digitizing Sponsor: University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill

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da, thus describes her tomb: But her tomb, how beautiful! The snow-whitemarble is injaid with flowers of )5recious stones, .so delicately formed that they look like em-broidery on white .satin, so exquisitely executed in mosaic with carnelian, blood-stone, agate,jasper, turquoise, lapis lazuli, and other gem-stones! On one side of her tomb, recorded inArabic, the sacred language of the Mohammedans, each letter formed of gems, is the name 94 TAJ M.I//.U.. of the empress, the date of her death, and a tribute to her virtuous quahties. The tomb ofthe emperor, though not so costly, has his name and the date of his death inscribed upon it,and is ornamented with flower-work in brilliant gems. The great dome which rises above their last resting-place is so constructed as to jjroducean echo, which is unrivaled for its purity and sweetness. Seated on the marble floor beneaththis great structure with my dear family at my side, Superintendent Smith said, Sing some- ..^ii^4^Mr,^-^M^^i(0:x-^^s§-_:
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PALACH K DELHI. thing. Accordingly, my son James struck up to the hymn of the Better Land, whose softcadences were repeated by the echo with overpowering and sublime sweetness. The melody,passing from earth to heaven, seemed to be caught up by choir after choir in the ascent, andre-uttered by millions of unseen vocalists of the air, and could only be compared to that whichwe all some time hope to hear when the angel convoy of glory shall descend to earth tobear our ransomed spirits home. Says a brilliant author in speaking of this most singular phenomenon: It is the veryelement of which sweet dreams .nre builded. It is the melancholy echo of the past, and the SIGHTS OF OLD DELHI. 95 bright, delicate harping of the future. It is the atmosphere breathed by Ariel, and playingabout the fountains of Chindori. It is the spirit of Taj, the voice of the inspired love whichcalled into being the peerless wonder of the world, and elaborated its symmetry, and composedits harmony, andeddying aroun

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