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Side 45
... hundred fights , during his séjour in this palace ! The past , the glorious , and brilliant past , must have appeared to him but as a dream ; and the present , a reality too fearful in its consequences , and disgusting in its details ...
... hundred fights , during his séjour in this palace ! The past , the glorious , and brilliant past , must have appeared to him but as a dream ; and the present , a reality too fearful in its consequences , and disgusting in its details ...
Side 81
... hundred and forty poets , of whom Roger Maness in that century , wrote an account , which is now as obsolete as the poets it was meant to tansmit to posterity . How few of the works , pro- fessedly bequeathed to it , does posterity ...
... hundred and forty poets , of whom Roger Maness in that century , wrote an account , which is now as obsolete as the poets it was meant to tansmit to posterity . How few of the works , pro- fessedly bequeathed to it , does posterity ...
Side 88
... hundred and sixty are in- scribed . This monument , with the limpid lake , which bathes the rock of which it is formed , and the bright verdure surrounding it , presents a most striking picture . Its guardian dwelt with no little self ...
... hundred and sixty are in- scribed . This monument , with the limpid lake , which bathes the rock of which it is formed , and the bright verdure surrounding it , presents a most striking picture . Its guardian dwelt with no little self ...
Side 96
... hundred years , the watermen and fishermen had remarked a huge substance in the Saône , between the wooden bridges , which they from time immemorial denominated " the broken iron pot , " and they were in the habit of laying hold of it ...
... hundred years , the watermen and fishermen had remarked a huge substance in the Saône , between the wooden bridges , which they from time immemorial denominated " the broken iron pot , " and they were in the habit of laying hold of it ...
Side 103
... hundreds abroad that might be productive of so much beneficial influence at home . I saw several orders for hundreds of yards of silk furniture , from many individuals of my acquaint- ance ; and they were displayed with an air that ...
... hundreds abroad that might be productive of so much beneficial influence at home . I saw several orders for hundreds of yards of silk furniture , from many individuals of my acquaint- ance ; and they were displayed with an air that ...
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The idler in Italy, Volum 1 Marguerite Gardiner (countess of Blessington.) Uten tilgangsbegrensning - 1839 |
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acquaintance admiration agreeable amusement ancient animation Antibes antiquities appearance aqueduct arch Avignon beautiful behold brilliant building Byron charm château church Claude Lorraine Colombe colour commands Comte D'Hautpoul countenance death delighted dinner dressed effect England English erected excited eyes feelings feet flowers formed France Frejus French friends furnish Gauls grotto honour hues imagination indulge inhabitants interest Julius Cæsar La Turbie ladies less look Lord Byron Louis XVIII luxuriant Madame marble Marseilles melancholy memory Mentone ments mind Monsieur Mont de Piété mountains Napoleon nature never objects ornamented palace passed Paul Veronese peculiar person Petrarch picture picturesque pleasure possess present rare reflections remarkable rendered residence Rhône rich road rocks Roman route ruins scene scenery seemed seen side soirées soldiers specimens spot taste thermæ tion to-day town trees vanity Vaucluse Vienne vineyards Voltaire walls wild women
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Side 37 - 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 66 - I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind by the idea that I had taken my everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that, whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must be short and precarious.
Side 396 - Why do those cliffs of shadowy tint appear More sweet than all the landscape smiling near ?Tis distance lends enchantment to the view, And robes the mountain in its azure hue.
Side 65 - It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of 11 and 12, that I wrote the last lines of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of acacias, which commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains.
Side 66 - The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of my freedom, and perhaps the establishment of my fame. But my pride was soon humbled, and a sober melancholy was spread over my mind, by the idea that I had taken an everlasting leave of an old and agreeable companion, and that whatsoever might be the future date of my History, the life of the historian must...
Side 41 - The learned SMELFUNGUS travelled from Boulogne to Paris from Paris to Rome and so on but he set out with the spleen and jaundice, and every object he pass'd by was discoloured or distorted He wrote an account of them, but 'twas nothing but the account of his miserable feelings.
Side 196 - La vita fugge e non s' arresta un' ora; E la morte vien dietro a gran giornate; E le cose presenti e le passate Mi danno guerra, e le future ancora; E '1 rimembrar e 1' aspettar m' accora Or quinci or quindi sì, che 'n veritate, Se non eh' i' ho di me stesso pietate, I' sarei già di questi pensier fora.
Side 57 - D'un traité de philosophie Et d'un malheureux enfant. On ne sait précisément Lequel des deux nous l'a ravie. Sur ce funeste événement, Quelle opinion doit-on suivre? Saint-Lambert s'en prend au livre, Voltaire dit que c'est l'enfant.
Side 57 - This ring had been constantly worn, and Voltaire, on the death of the Marquise, claimed it, stating that it contained his portrait. What must have been his surprise, on touching the spring, to discover that of his rival ! yet it prevented him not from honoring her memory by the following pompous epitaph : — " L'univers a perdu la sublime Emilie ; Elle aimait les plaisirs, les arts, la vérité ; Les dieux en lui donnant leur âme et leur génie, Ne se sont reservés que l'immortalité.
Side 42 - One would suppose, that instead of a single family, a regiment at least, were about to move...