A tour through part of France, Switzerland, and Italy, Volum 21827 |
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Side 9
... four fierce coursers starting to the race Scour thro ' the plain and lengthen ev'ry pace ; Nor reins , nor curbs , nor threat'ning cries they fear , But force along the trembling charioteer . Dryden . It were hardly probable that ...
... four fierce coursers starting to the race Scour thro ' the plain and lengthen ev'ry pace ; Nor reins , nor curbs , nor threat'ning cries they fear , But force along the trembling charioteer . Dryden . It were hardly probable that ...
Side 16
... four principal paintings it is hard to decide which is the most admirable : the Burning of the Borgo ; the School of Athens ; Heliodorus vanquished by Miracle in the Temple at Jeru- salem ; or the Battle of Constantine . Though the ...
... four principal paintings it is hard to decide which is the most admirable : the Burning of the Borgo ; the School of Athens ; Heliodorus vanquished by Miracle in the Temple at Jeru- salem ; or the Battle of Constantine . Though the ...
Side 17
... had thus to contend with , have only excited the greater powers of art ; and this painting independently of Raphael's usual graces depicts the most beautifully VOL . II . C 18 Raphael . contrived dazzling delusions from four varying lights.
... had thus to contend with , have only excited the greater powers of art ; and this painting independently of Raphael's usual graces depicts the most beautifully VOL . II . C 18 Raphael . contrived dazzling delusions from four varying lights.
Side 33
... four doves on the brink of a vase , one of them drinking . Its high antiquity , and former fame , will ever make it dear as a relic of art , though I thought it a most unequivocal proof of the supe- riority of modern finish . It will ...
... four doves on the brink of a vase , one of them drinking . Its high antiquity , and former fame , will ever make it dear as a relic of art , though I thought it a most unequivocal proof of the supe- riority of modern finish . It will ...
Side 54
... onward rapidly through the luxuri- ant , and happy , plains of Campania , we arrived at Naples at four o'clock in the afternoon , and alight- ed at the Albergo Reale . Naples . 55 CHAPTER XXVII . NAPLES HISTORIC SKETCH -
... onward rapidly through the luxuri- ant , and happy , plains of Campania , we arrived at Naples at four o'clock in the afternoon , and alight- ed at the Albergo Reale . Naples . 55 CHAPTER XXVII . NAPLES HISTORIC SKETCH -
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admired Adriatic Æneas Æneid alluded altar ancient Ancona antique asserted bassi-rilievi beauty Bologna bronze Cæsar carriage chapel Church of St colour columns Constantinople crowned death Doge Domenichino Duke earth effigy Emperor erected eruption explored famed feet Ferrara flames former Forum Foscari French further galleries gazed grace grandeur Greek heaven Herculaneum Hercules hill Holy honour horses immortal inscription Italy Jupiter King lake Livy lofty luxuriant marble Marino Marino Faliero Massaniello miles Misenus modern Mont Cenis Monte mosaic Naples nature noble o'er once Padua painted palace Palladio Paul Veronese picture Pliny poets Pompeii Pozzuoli present recollections reign relics remains Roman Roman Forum Rome rooms ruins sacred Saint scene sculptured seen Senate Silius Italicus singular smoke solemn spot statue stone stream sulphureous Sybil's Cave temple theatre tions tomb town Turin vases venerable Venetian Venice Venus Vesuvius villa Virgil Virgin volcanic walls
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Side 180 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Side 28 - I see before me the Gladiator lie: He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him! — He is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Side 169 - OH ! had we some bright little isle of our own, In a blue summer ocean, far off and alone, Where a leaf never dies in the still blooming bowers, And the bee banquets on through a whole year of flowers ; Where the sun loves to pause With so fond a delay, That the night only draws A thin veil o'er the day; Where simply to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give.
Side 109 - Through the hill's hollow sides: before the place, A hundred doors a hundred entries grace: As many voices issue, and the sound Of Sibyl's words as many times rebound. Now to the mouth they come. Aloud she cries, "This is the time! inquire your destinies! He comes! behold the god!
Side 109 - O'er whose unhappy waters, void of light, No bird presumes to steer his airy flight ; Such deadly stenches from the depth arise, And steaming sulphur, that infects the skies.
Side 49 - Access we sought, nor was access denied: Radiant she came ; the portals open'd wide : The goddess mild invites the guests to stay: They blindly follow where she leads the way. I only wait behind, of all the train : I waited long, and...
Side 198 - Caught her dishevell'd hair, and rich attire : Her crown and jewels crackled in the fire : From thence the fuming trail began to spread, And lambent glories danc'd about her head.
Side 52 - And fills the city with his hideous cries : A ghastly band of giants hear the roar, And, pouring down the mountains, crowd the shore. Fragments they rend from off the craggy brow, And dash the ruins on the ships below...
Side 103 - Thus solemn rites and holy vows we paid To all the phantom-nations of the dead ; Then died the sheep : a purple torrent flow'd, And all the caverns smoked with streaming blood. When lo ! appear'd along the dusky coasts, Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts : Fair, pensive youths, and soft enamour'd maids ; And wither'd elders, pale and wrinkled shades ; Ghastly with wounds the forms of warriors slain Stalk'd with majestic port, a martial train : These and a thousand more swarm'd o'er the ground,...
Side 56 - Fly swift the dangerous coast, let every ear Be stopp'd against the song! 'tis death to hear! Firm to the mast with chains thyself be bound, Nor trust thy virtue to th