Bayard Taylor (January 11, 1825 – December 19, 1878) was an American poet, literary critic, translator, and travel author. Read full biography of Bayard Taylor →
In the glory which overhangs Palestine afar off, we imagine emotions which never come, when we tread the soil and walk over the hallowed sites.
I study hard at Russian, which is a tough but most attractive language.
People can't see that if I had not been a poet, I could never have had such success as a traveler.
The more I see of the Swedes, the more I am convinced that there is no kinder, simpler, and honester people in the world.
Verily there is nothing in all Europe so beautiful as Valldemosa.
Although Damascus is considered the oldest city in the world, the date of its foundation going beyond tradition, there are very few relics of... →
It is an agreeable and yet a painful sense of novelty to stand for the first time in the midst of a people whose language and manners are different... →
As I toiled up the Mount of Olives, in the very footsteps of Christ, panting with the heat and the difficult ascent, I found it utterly impossible to... →
I know of nothing more moving, indeed semi-tragic, than the yearning helplessness in the face of a dog, who understands what is said to him, and can... →
The native Jewish families in Jerusalem, as well as those in other parts of Palestine, present a marked difference to the Jews of Europe and America.... →
The Germans form one of the most important branches of the Indo-Germanic or Aryan race - a division of the human family which also includes the... →
The original home of the Aryan race appears to have been somewhere among the mountains and lofty table-lands of Central Asia. The word... →