The Idler in Italy, 3 tomasH. Colburn, 1840 |
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... walls , whose funereal character seems to consecrate this place of graves , where so many of our countrymen have found TERNI . 5 TERNI -Visit to the Grave of Sir William Drummond-Monument Miss Bathurst-Count Paul Esterhazy-Waterfall 5-12.
... walls , whose funereal character seems to consecrate this place of graves , where so many of our countrymen have found TERNI . 5 TERNI -Visit to the Grave of Sir William Drummond-Monument Miss Bathurst-Count Paul Esterhazy-Waterfall 5-12.
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... seem to feel the pressure of his hand , and the tears that bedewed mine as he pressed it to his lips , and murmured his fears that we should meet no more . " You have been visiting our friend Drummond's grave to - day , " said he ...
... seem to feel the pressure of his hand , and the tears that bedewed mine as he pressed it to his lips , and murmured his fears that we should meet no more . " You have been visiting our friend Drummond's grave to - day , " said he ...
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... seem ani- mated by a spirit of madness , into the terrible velo- city with which they dash from rock to rock . The dryness of the atmosphere , the heat of the climate , and the volcanic soil , which , even in the most fertile parts of ...
... seem ani- mated by a spirit of madness , into the terrible velo- city with which they dash from rock to rock . The dryness of the atmosphere , the heat of the climate , and the volcanic soil , which , even in the most fertile parts of ...
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... , which he insisted was a Roman work , bears evident proof of belonging to a much later date ; and the pointed arches seem to establish 12 SPOLETTO . SPOLETTO -Temple of Concord—Aqueduct―Church of St Filippo Neri 12-14.
... , which he insisted was a Roman work , bears evident proof of belonging to a much later date ; and the pointed arches seem to establish 12 SPOLETTO . SPOLETTO -Temple of Concord—Aqueduct―Church of St Filippo Neri 12-14.
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Marguerite Countess of Blessington. later date ; and the pointed arches seem to establish its origin as being due to the Goths . No structure forms a ... seems to stagnate so much . A Neapolitan , accustomed to the animation and SPOLETTO .
Marguerite Countess of Blessington. later date ; and the pointed arches seem to establish its origin as being due to the Goths . No structure forms a ... seems to stagnate so much . A Neapolitan , accustomed to the animation and SPOLETTO .
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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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8 psl. - ... 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.
124 psl. - 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.
8 psl. - 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...
213 psl. - 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.
174 psl. - 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!
125 psl. - 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...
124 psl. - I stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand...
124 psl. - 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!
124 psl. - 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.
82 psl. - 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.