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... describe the sensation experienced , when Rome suddenly appears to your view amidst her inania regna , as if raising herself from the sepulchre in which she had been lying . Picture to yourself the dis- tress and astonishment , which ...
... describe the sensation experienced , when Rome suddenly appears to your view amidst her inania regna , as if raising herself from the sepulchre in which she had been lying . Picture to yourself the dis- tress and astonishment , which ...
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... describes the neighbourhood of Rome about two centuries ago . " We had at a distance , on our left , the Appennines , and the prospect of a country by no means pleasant , uneven and full of gaps , which would render it difficult to ...
... describes the neighbourhood of Rome about two centuries ago . " We had at a distance , on our left , the Appennines , and the prospect of a country by no means pleasant , uneven and full of gaps , which would render it difficult to ...
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... describe to you the temple of the Sibyl at Tivoli , and the charming temple of Vesta , suspended over the cascade ; but I cannot spare time for the purpose . I regret , too , that I am unable to depict this cascade , on which Horace has ...
... describe to you the temple of the Sibyl at Tivoli , and the charming temple of Vesta , suspended over the cascade ; but I cannot spare time for the purpose . I regret , too , that I am unable to depict this cascade , on which Horace has ...
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... describing a circle by the West and South , may be discerned the heights of Monte Fiascone , Rome , Civita Vecchia , Ostie , the sea , and Frascati , surmounted by the pines of Tusculum . Returning in search of Tivoli towards the East ...
... describing a circle by the West and South , may be discerned the heights of Monte Fiascone , Rome , Civita Vecchia , Ostie , the sea , and Frascati , surmounted by the pines of Tusculum . Returning in search of Tivoli towards the East ...
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... describe the graces , through the pencil of Poussin and Claude Lor- rain . I descended from the Villa d'Est about three o'clock in the afternoon , and crossed the Teve- rone over the bridge of Lupus , for the purpose of re - entering ...
... describe the graces , through the pencil of Poussin and Claude Lor- rain . I descended from the Villa d'Est about three o'clock in the afternoon , and crossed the Teve- rone over the bridge of Lupus , for the purpose of re - entering ...
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Page 161 - Ah ! who can tell how many a soul sublime Has felt the influence of malignant star, And waged with Fortune an eternal war ! Checked by the scoff of Pride, by Envy's frown, And Poverty's unconquerable bar, In life's low vale remote has pined alone, Then dropt into the grave, unpitied and unknown ! ii.
Page 139 - Wilt thou be gone ? it is not yet near day : It was the nightingale, and not the lark, That pierc'd the fearful hollow of thine ear ; Nightly she sings on yon pomegranate tree : Believe me, love, it was the nightingale.
Page 110 - They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand; the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms. Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide. They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
Page 107 - Nature's sweet restorer, balmy Sleep ! He, like the world, his ready visit pays Where Fortune smiles ; the wretched he forsakes : Swift on his downy pinion flies from woe, And lights on lids unsullied with a tear. From short (as usual) and disturb'd repose, I wake : how happy they, who wake no more ! Yet that were vain, if dreams infest the grave. I wake, emerging from a sea of dreams Tumultuous ; where my wreck'd desponding thought, From wave to wave of fancied misery, At random drove, her helm...
Page 145 - MAN, that is born of a woman, hath but a short time to live, and is full of misery. He cometh up, and is cut down like a flower ; he fleeth as it were a shadow, and never continueth in one stay.
Page 139 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn; No nightingale. Look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops. I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Page 131 - ... an usurper and a murderer not only odious but despicable, he therefore added drunkenness to his other qualities, knowing that kings love wine like other men, and that wine exerts its natural power upon kings. These are the petty cavils of petty minds; a poet overlooks the casual distinction of country and condition, as a painter, satisfied with the figure, neglects the drapery.
Page 119 - Sweet harmonist ! and beautiful as sweet ! And young as beautiful ! and soft as young ! And gay as soft ! and innocent as gay ! And happy (if aught happy here) as good ! For Fortune fond, had built her nest on high.
Page 162 - Good counteracting ill, and gladness woe. With gold and gems if Chilian mountains glow ; If bleak and barren Scotia's hills arise ; There plague and poison, lust and rapine grow ; Here peaceful are the vales, and pure the skies, And freedom fires the soul, and sparkles in the eyes* VII. Then grieve not, thou, to whom th...
Page 116 - Ah, happy hills, ah, pleasing shade, Ah, fields beloved in vain, Where once my careless childhood stray'd, A stranger yet to pain ? I feel the gales that from ye blow A momentary bliss bestow, As waving fresh their gladsome wing My weary soul they seem to soothe, And, redolent of joy and youth, To breathe a second spring.