The Idler in Italy, Volym 3H. Colburn, 1840 |
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... noble woman ; " for fifteen days my life has only been sustained by the most disgusting food , too scantily found to enable me to administer sufficient sustenance to the fevered lips of my child , yet that sustenance would I yield to ...
... noble woman ; " for fifteen days my life has only been sustained by the most disgusting food , too scantily found to enable me to administer sufficient sustenance to the fevered lips of my child , yet that sustenance would I yield to ...
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... noble family . The choice could not have been more unfor- tunate . Of an impetuous character , and an irascible temper , the natural goodness of his heart , and intel- ligence of his mind lost their influence over him when exercising ...
... noble family . The choice could not have been more unfor- tunate . Of an impetuous character , and an irascible temper , the natural goodness of his heart , and intel- ligence of his mind lost their influence over him when exercising ...
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... noble birth , large fortune , and universally esteemed , was slightly deformed in his person , and this infirmity , when an unjust sentence was pronounced , was noticed by the insertion of the words , " The Count by the name of the ...
... noble birth , large fortune , and universally esteemed , was slightly deformed in his person , and this infirmity , when an unjust sentence was pronounced , was noticed by the insertion of the words , " The Count by the name of the ...
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... , mixed up perhaps with the guilty , the whole population , including all ranks , of both sexes , and of all ages , quitted Ravenna before the break of the day fixed for the execution . The noble and the rich retired to 36 RAVENNA .
... , mixed up perhaps with the guilty , the whole population , including all ranks , of both sexes , and of all ages , quitted Ravenna before the break of the day fixed for the execution . The noble and the rich retired to 36 RAVENNA .
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Marguerite Countess of Blessington. the execution . The noble and the rich retired to their country houses , and the poor left their humble roofs and sought shelter beneath the lofty pine trees of the old forest in the neighbourhood ...
Marguerite Countess of Blessington. the execution . The noble and the rich retired to their country houses , and the poor left their humble roofs and sought shelter beneath the lofty pine trees of the old forest in the neighbourhood ...
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admiration agreeable antiquities Ariosto assertion attached battle of Pavia beautiful behold beneath bestowed Bianca Bianca Capello bright brilliant brother Byron Capello Cardinal celebrated charming church cicerone contemplation Contessa Guiccioli court crown curious Dante death decorated Doge dwelling effect English erected evinced excited eyes father feelings Ferrara Florence Foscari Francesco Foscari furnished genius Genoa Giacopo Grand Duke heart honour imagine interest Italian Italy lady less looked Lord Lord Byron Loretto marble melancholy memory ment Mezzofanti Milan mind monument native never noble objects offered ornaments Padua painted palace Palladio Paolo Veronese passion peculiar peculiarly persons Petrarch picture pleasure poet Pope prison proof Ravenna reflect remarkable remember reminded rendered republic republic of Venice rich Rome saint scene seems seen Signora splendour spot Tasso taste Teresina tion Titian to-day tomb town Venetian Venetian school Venice Verona Veronese Vicenza Virgin woman
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Sida 8 - ... tis to him ye must Pay orisons for this suspension of disgust. LXIX. The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss ; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
Sida 124 - She looks a sea Cybele, fresh from ocean, Rising with her tiara of proud towers At airy distance, with majestic motion, A ruler of the waters and their powers.
Sida 8 - To the broad column which rolls on, and shows More like the fountain of an infant sea Torn from the womb of mountains by the throes Of a new world, than only thus to be Parent of rivers, which flow gushingly, With many windings, through the vale :— Look back! Lo ! where it comes like an eternity, As if to sweep down all things in its track, Charming the eye with dread, — a matchless cataract...
Sida 213 - In veder che ora innonorato resti ! Prezioso diaspro, agata, ed oro Foran debito fregio e appena degno Di rivestir si nobile tesoro. Ma no ; tomba fregiar d' uom eh' ebbe regno Vuoisi, e por gemme ove disdice alloro : Qui basta il nome di quel Divo Ingegno.
Sida 174 - No, no, no life! Why should a dog, a horse, a rat, have life, And thou no breath at all? Thou'lt come no more, Never, never, never, never, never!
Sida 125 - Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy ! But unto us she hath a spell beyond Her name in story, and her long array Of mighty shadows, whose dim forms despond Above the Dogeless city's vanished sway : Ours is a trophy which will not decay With the Rialto ; Shylock and the Moor, And Pierre, cannot be swept or worn away, — The keystones of the arch ! though all were o'er, For us repeopled were the...
Sida 124 - I stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand...
Sida 124 - In Venice Tasso's echoes are no more, And silent rows the songless gondolier; Her palaces are crumbling to the shore, And music meets not always now the ear: Those days are gone — but Beauty still is here. States fall, arts fade — but Nature doth not die, Nor yet forget how Venice once was dear, The pleasant place of all festivity, The revel of the earth, the masque of Italy!
Sida 124 - STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me. and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times when many a subject land Looked to the winged Lion's marble piles, Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles ! II.
Sida 82 - 1 sen, ma nel suo verde ancora Verginella s'asconde e vergognosa; O più tosto parei, che mortai cosa Non s'assomiglia a te, celeste aurora Che le campagne imperla ei monti indora Lucida in ciel sereno e rugiadosa.