Two Months Abroad: Thirty-two Letters1878 - 280 psl. |
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... ROME.- Its winding , narrow , and quiet streets-- Getting lost in them - The ruins - A look at the Forum 64 72 79 87 96 XIII . THE CITY OF THE CÆSARS ( 1 ) .- An afternoon on the Palatine Hill - Ruins of the palaces - Weeds and ivy ...
... ROME.- Its winding , narrow , and quiet streets-- Getting lost in them - The ruins - A look at the Forum 64 72 79 87 96 XIII . THE CITY OF THE CÆSARS ( 1 ) .- An afternoon on the Palatine Hill - Ruins of the palaces - Weeds and ivy ...
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... Rome where it is still preserved . These are only some of the interesting tombs in the church . I must hurry over the others . The great St. Dunstan , Admiral Rooke , the hero of Gibraltar ; Stephen Lang- ton , immortal with Magna ...
... Rome where it is still preserved . These are only some of the interesting tombs in the church . I must hurry over the others . The great St. Dunstan , Admiral Rooke , the hero of Gibraltar ; Stephen Lang- ton , immortal with Magna ...
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... Rome . Other builders departed from the pure Gothic of Cologne , but all their changes are reducible back to it . So we have these two types re- maining as the vulgar fractions that can be re- duced no more . And they too , united ...
... Rome . Other builders departed from the pure Gothic of Cologne , but all their changes are reducible back to it . So we have these two types re- maining as the vulgar fractions that can be re- duced no more . And they too , united ...
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... Rome have made familiar . Yet it is known that familiarity with the ruins in different parts of the Roman Empire was the impulse that gave this art its birth . In the Cathedral and Bap- tistery some of the pillars are large and it is ...
... Rome have made familiar . Yet it is known that familiarity with the ruins in different parts of the Roman Empire was the impulse that gave this art its birth . In the Cathedral and Bap- tistery some of the pillars are large and it is ...
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... a half hour but found more pleasure at the window where the picture was delightful to look upon . This Pisa has seemed the most foreign of all cities visited thus far . LETTER XII . RANDOM WALKS ABOUT ROME . ROME , Two MONTHS ABROAD . 95.
... a half hour but found more pleasure at the window where the picture was delightful to look upon . This Pisa has seemed the most foreign of all cities visited thus far . LETTER XII . RANDOM WALKS ABOUT ROME . ROME , Two MONTHS ABROAD . 95.
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Two Months Abroad– Thirty-two Letters Written for the Binghamton Republican ... Francis Whiting Halsey Visos knygos peržiūra - 1878 |
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aisles ancient arcades arches architecture artists Baptistery beautiful Bologna bronze building built buried Cæsars Capitoline Hill castle Cathedral century chapel Christian church Cloaca Maxima Colosseum columns corner covered crowded dome doorway earth Emperor England enter Europe feet high Ferrara Florence Florentines Forum Frederick Barbarossa French frescoes gallery Gothic Gothic art grass grow hall height Hill houses Hugomont interior Italian Italy Julius Julius Cæsar King LETTER light lived lofty look Louis marble Medicis ments Michael Angelo miles modern monuments mosaic Napoleon nearly noble noblest Padua painted palace Palatine Hill Pantheon Paris passed Paul Veronese pavement Peter's Pisa Pope Raphael rich Roman Rome ruins scene sculpture seen Septimus Severus side soul spire square stands statues stone Strasbourg streets temple Tiber tion Titian to-day tomb towers town trees Venice walk walls
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70 psl. - It is my wish that my ashes may repose on the banks of the Seine, in the midst of the French people, whom I have loved so well.
107 psl. - In fragments, choked up vaults, and frescos steep'd In subterranean damps, where the owl peep'd, Deeming it midnight : — Temples, baths or halls? Pronounce who can ; for all that learning reap'd From her research hath been, that these are walls — Behold the Imperial Mount ! 'tis thus the mighty falls.
147 psl. - There is a stern round tower of other days, ^ Firm as a fortress, with its fence of stone, Such as an army's baffled strength delays, Standing with half its battlements alone, And with two thousand years of ivy grown, The garland of eternity, where wave The green leaves over all by time o'erthrown ; — What was this tower of strength ? within its cave What treasure lay so lock'd, so hid ? — A woman's grave.
240 psl. - The hand that rounded Peter's dome And groined the aisles of Christian Rome Wrought in a sad sincerity; Himself from God he could not free; He builded better than he knew; The conscious stone to beauty grew.
115 psl. - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
277 psl. - Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell A single recollection, not in vain He wore his sandal-shoon and scallop-shell; Farewell ! with him alone may rest the pain, If such there were — with you, the moral of his strain.
235 psl. - Come unto me, all ye that labor, and are heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.
8 psl. - What front can we make against these unavoidable, victorious, maleficent forces? What can I do against the influence of Race, in my history? What can I do against hereditary and constitutional habits; against scrofula, lymph, impotence? against climate, against barbarism, in my country? I can reason down or deny everything, except this perpetual Belly: feed he must and will, and I cannot make him respectable.
114 psl. - Midst the chief relics of almighty Rome; The trees which grew along the broken arches Waved dark in the blue midnight, and the stars Shone through the rents of ruin ; from afar The watch-dog bayed beyond the Tiber : and, More near, from out the Caesars...
71 psl. - Farewell to thee, France ! — but when Liberty rallies Once more in thy regions, remember me then. The violet still grows in the depth of thy valleys ; Though wither'd, thy tear will unfold it again. Yet, yet, I may baffle the hosts that surround us, And yet may thy heart leap awake to my voice — There are links which must break in the chain that has bound us, Then turn thee and call on the Chief of thy choice ! LAMENT OF TASSO.