Two Months Abroad: Thirty-two Letters Written for the Binghamton Republican-Times in the Winter of 1877-781878 - 277 psl. |
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... noble cathedral - Becket's shrine - Tomb of the Black Prince ..... VI . PARIS AND HER REVOLUTIONS . - Hu- manity shown in her streets and squares- Power of the people to overcome abso- lute rule - Palaces become museums . VII . THE ...
... noble cathedral - Becket's shrine - Tomb of the Black Prince ..... VI . PARIS AND HER REVOLUTIONS . - Hu- manity shown in her streets and squares- Power of the people to overcome abso- lute rule - Palaces become museums . VII . THE ...
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... noble bridge- On the Grand Canal at sunset - The gon- dola - St . Mark's Place XXVI . ST . MARK'S - THE DOGES ' PAL- ACE . - All architectural forms crowded together A marvelous wealth of orna- ment - Pictures in the Palace .... OF ...
... noble bridge- On the Grand Canal at sunset - The gon- dola - St . Mark's Place XXVI . ST . MARK'S - THE DOGES ' PAL- ACE . - All architectural forms crowded together A marvelous wealth of orna- ment - Pictures in the Palace .... OF ...
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... noble edifice did mind of man ever conceive of or aspire after ! -a cathedral whose dome is heaven high , whose frescoes are the changing clouds , whose pavement is the mosaic of wild , fantastic , rolling waves . The grandeur of this ...
... noble edifice did mind of man ever conceive of or aspire after ! -a cathedral whose dome is heaven high , whose frescoes are the changing clouds , whose pavement is the mosaic of wild , fantastic , rolling waves . The grandeur of this ...
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... noble church spires - one of them 303 feet high - and one noble church . St. Michael's spire is a mar- velous work for human hands to do . It is 500 years old , and as one looks toward the top it seems lost in the clouds . The walls are ...
... noble church spires - one of them 303 feet high - and one noble church . St. Michael's spire is a mar- velous work for human hands to do . It is 500 years old , and as one looks toward the top it seems lost in the clouds . The walls are ...
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... noble towers . The day will come when the ivy and the wind will grow and whistle among these stately monuments . The memorial this peo- ple have put up to Shakespeare represents him as standing in an attitude of rest and pointing to a ...
... noble towers . The day will come when the ivy and the wind will grow and whistle among these stately monuments . The memorial this peo- ple have put up to Shakespeare represents him as standing in an attitude of rest and pointing to a ...
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aisles ancient arcades arch 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 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 remains 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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11 psl. - Thou'rt gone, the abyss of heaven Hath swallowed up thy form; yet, on my heart Deeply hath sunk the lesson thou hast given, And shall not soon depart. He who, from zone to zone, Guides through the boundless sky thy certain flight, In the long way that I must tread alone, Will lead my steps aright.
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.
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.
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.
119 psl. - Tarpeian? fittest goal of Treason's race, The promontory whence the Traitor's leap Cured all ambition. Did the conquerors heap Their spoils here? Yes; and in yon field below, A thousand years of silenced factions sleep — The Forum, where the immortal accents glow, And still the eloquent air breathes— burns with Cicero ! CXIII.
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.
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 watchdog bay'd beyond the Tiber ; and More near from out the Caesars...
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.
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.
3 psl. - I have no expectation that any man will read history aright, who thinks that what was done in a remote age, by men whose names have resounded far, has any deeper sense than what he is doing today.