Desultory Reminiscences of a Tour Through Germany, Switzerland, and FranceW. D. Ticknor, 1838 - 364 من الصفحات |
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الصفحة 146 - Clear, placid Leman ! thy contrasted lake, With the wild world I dwelt in, is a thing Which warns me, with its stillness, to forsake Earth's troubled waters for a purer spring. This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing To waft me from distraction : once I loved Torn ocean's roar, but thy soft murmuring Sounds sweet as if a sister's voice reproved, That I with stern delights should e'er have been so moved.
الصفحة 122 - Sapping a solemn creed with solemn sneer; The lord of irony, — that master-spell, Which stung his foes to wrath, which grew from fear, And doom'd him to the zealot's ready Hell, Which answers to all doubts so eloquently well.
الصفحة 140 - The one was fire and fickleness, a child Most mutable in wishes, but in mind A wit as various, — gay, grave, sage, or wild, — Historian, bard, philosopher combined : He multiplied himself among mankind, The Proteus of their talents : But his own * Voltaire and Gibbon.
الصفحة 183 - Denied the charity of dust, to spread O'er dust ! a charity their dogs enjoy. What could I do? what succour? what resource? With pious sacrilege, a grave I stole ; With impious piety, that grave I wrong'd ; Short in my duty ; coward in my grief!
الصفحة 184 - With pious sacrilege, a grave I stole ; With impious piety, that grave I wrong'd; Short in my duty; coward in my grief! More like her murderer, than friend, I crept, With soft-suspended step, and muffled deep In midnight darkness, whisper'd my last sigh. I whisper'd what should echo through their realms; Nor writ her name, whose tomb should pierce the skies.
الصفحة 184 - I whisper'd what should echo through their realms : Nor writ her name, whose tomb should pierce the skies. Presumptuous fear ! how durst I dread her foes, While...
الصفحة 120 - Quand l'ardent désir de cette vie heureuse et douce qui me fuit et pour laquelle j'étais né vient enflammer mon imagination, c'est toujours au pays de Vaud, près du lac, dans des campagnes charmantes, qu'elle se fixe. Il me faut absolument un verger au bord de ce lac, et non pas d'un autre ; il me faut un ami sûr, une femme aimable, une vache, et un petit bateau. Je ne jouirai d'un bonheur parfait sur la terre que quand j'aurai tout cela.
الصفحة 208 - Or view the Lord of the unerring bow, The God of life, and poesy, and light — The Sun in human limbs array'd, and brow All radiant from his triumph in the fight; The shaft hath just been shot — the arrow bright With an immortal's vengeance; in his eye And nostril beautiful disdain, and might, And majesty, flash their full lightnings by Developing in that one glance the...
الصفحة 177 - How gloriously her gallant course she goes! Her white wings flying — never from her foes — She walks the waters like a thing of life, And seems to dare the elements to strife. Who would not brave the battle-fire — the wreck To move the monarch of her peopled deck?
الصفحة 199 - ... pointed arches, which contain the coats of arms of the families to whom they belonged. These tombs have been recently repaired, and placed somewhat farther back than their original position, so as to widen the Via degli Avelli, which connects the Piazza Nuova and Piazza Vecchia of Sta. Maria Novella. The interior of the church is in the form of a Latin cross, and, although not one of the largest, is one of the most beautiful buildings in Florence. The nave and aisles are divided by clustered...