Auvergne, Piedmont, and Savoy: A Summer RambleJohn W. Parker, 1801 - 351 sider |
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... Turin . She had left Grenoble three days before we met her , and had fallen in with sundry adventures which gave her anything but a favourable impression of the pleasures of travelling . The most serious of these was the loss of her ...
... Turin . She had left Grenoble three days before we met her , and had fallen in with sundry adventures which gave her anything but a favourable impression of the pleasures of travelling . The most serious of these was the loss of her ...
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... Turin , when I had the pleasure of sharing that gentleman's hospitality in that city . A priest , in the exercise of that awful part of the Roman Catholic religion which requires its votaries to regard man as endowed with the power of ...
... Turin , when I had the pleasure of sharing that gentleman's hospitality in that city . A priest , in the exercise of that awful part of the Roman Catholic religion which requires its votaries to regard man as endowed with the power of ...
Side 289
... Turin clad in his usual robes . His absence had excited no suspi- cion , for he was frequently in the habit of visiting con- vents and monasteries in the neighbourhood of Turin . Nor was the lady at first uneasy respecting her hus- band ...
... Turin clad in his usual robes . His absence had excited no suspi- cion , for he was frequently in the habit of visiting con- vents and monasteries in the neighbourhood of Turin . Nor was the lady at first uneasy respecting her hus- band ...
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... Turin , and that , to the best of his belief , he should know the cart and driver again . Accompanied by the police , he visited the owners of all carts which plied for hire in the town , and ere long identified the lad who had been ...
... Turin , and that , to the best of his belief , he should know the cart and driver again . Accompanied by the police , he visited the owners of all carts which plied for hire in the town , and ere long identified the lad who had been ...
Side 291
... Turin as the swarms of priests and monks - literally black and brown clouds of them hovering through the squares and streets . There are convents of Franciscans , Dominicans , Cistercians , Carmelites , Barnabites , Jesuits , & c . & c ...
... Turin as the swarms of priests and monks - literally black and brown clouds of them hovering through the squares and streets . There are convents of Franciscans , Dominicans , Cistercians , Carmelites , Barnabites , Jesuits , & c . & c ...
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Alpine Alps amidst Annonay appeared arrived ascend Auvergnats Auvergne basaltic baths beautiful bell beneath Bourges breakfast Briançon BRIANÇONNOIS called carriage Carthusians castle cathedral Chartreuse church Clermont convent coupé cross curious dark defile descended diligence English entered eyes feet fish forest France French garçon gorge GRANDE CHARTREUSE Grenoble hands Hautes Alpes height horse huge hundred inhabitants Isère Jacques journey ladies lake landlord Lanslebourg Le Puy looking Madame magnificent miles monks Mont Dore morning mountain Nérondes night o'clock occupied Paris passed path peasants picturesque Polignac portmanteaus precipices present priest railway reader road rocks rocky Roman round salon scene scenery seats seen side sketch streets summit Susa table d'hôte thousand tion tourist town traveller trees trout Turin Val d'Isère valley village visited visitors volcanic Voreppe walk walls wonderful Yssingeaux
Populære avsnitt
Side 246 - Ah come not, write not, think not once of me, Nor share one pang of all I felt for thee. Thy oaths I quit, thy memory resign; Forget, renounce me, hate whate'er was mine. Fair eyes, and tempting looks (which yet I view!) Long lov'd, ador'd ideas!
Side 136 - Insuperable height of loftiest shade, Cedar, and pine, and fir, and branching palm, A sylvan scene, and, as the ranks ascend Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view.
Side 222 - Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep, — that death is slumber, And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and live. — I look on high ; Has some unknown omnipotence unfurled The veil of life and death ? or do I lie In dream, and does the mightier world of sleep...
Side 142 - Not vainly did the early Persian make His altar the high places and the peak Of earth-o'ergazing mountains, and thus take A fit and unwall'd temple, there to seek The Spirit in whose honour shrines are weak, Uprear'd of human hands. Come and compare Columns and idol-dwellings, Goth or Greek, With Nature's realms of worship, earth and air, Nor fix on fond abodes to circumscribe thy prayer.
Side iv - To live beneath your more habitual sway. I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I...
Side 270 - AVENGE, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold; Even them who kept thy truth so pure of old, When all our Fathers worshipped stocks and stones...
Side 117 - And angling, too, that solitary vice, Whatever Izaak Walton sings or says: The quaint, old, cruel coxcomb, in his gullet Should have a hook, and a small trout to pull it.
Side 99 - This morning, dear mother, as soon as 'twas light, I was wak'd by a noise that astonish'd me quite ; For in Tabitha's chamber I heard such a clatter, I could not conceive what the deuce was the matter ; And, would you believe it, I went up and found her In a blanket, with two lusty fellows around her, Who both seem'da going to carry her off in A little black box, just the size of a coffin: Description of the Bathing. ' Pray tell me,' says I,
Side 139 - Then stirs the feeling, infinite, so felt In solitude, where we are least alone ; A truth, which through our being then doth melt, And purifies from self: it is a tone, The soul and source of music, which makes known Eternal harmony, and sheds a charm, Like to the fabled Cytherea's zone, Binding all things with beauty ; — 'twould disarm The spectre Death, had he substantial power to harm.
Side 244 - Nous ne permettons jamais aux femmes d'entrer dans notre enceinte ; car nous savons que ni le sage, ni le prophète, ni le juge, ni l'hôte de Dieu, ni ses enfans, ni même le premier modèle sorti de ses mains, n'ont pu échapper aux caresses ou aux tromperies des femmes.