Essays in History and ArtW. Blackwood and sons, 1862 - 526 páginas |
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... look young , -dancing like dazzling silver on the wavelets of the brook , and filling the skies with a joyous splendour , and the heart with an ethereal merriment . Who has not felt , in the bright hours of all seasons , but especially ...
... look young , -dancing like dazzling silver on the wavelets of the brook , and filling the skies with a joyous splendour , and the heart with an ethereal merriment . Who has not felt , in the bright hours of all seasons , but especially ...
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... look- ing for some time fixedly at red , so as to excite in your eye an aptitude to see in succession green , you turn your gaze upon a yellow , you will receive an impression result- ing from a mixture of green and yellow , -the latter ...
... look- ing for some time fixedly at red , so as to excite in your eye an aptitude to see in succession green , you turn your gaze upon a yellow , you will receive an impression result- ing from a mixture of green and yellow , -the latter ...
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... , if they have been painting a lady's red mantle , and then turn to look at the face , the complexion will appear of a greenish hue , —— which if the artist ignorantly reproduce on his canvass , COLOUR IN NATURE AND ART . 23.
... , if they have been painting a lady's red mantle , and then turn to look at the face , the complexion will appear of a greenish hue , —— which if the artist ignorantly reproduce on his canvass , COLOUR IN NATURE AND ART . 23.
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... look when thus crowded together . Even supposing that they have been arranged by a man of taste , and that they are not too numerous to compel him frequently to do violence to his artistic feelings , still the ubiquitous melange of ...
... look when thus crowded together . Even supposing that they have been arranged by a man of taste , and that they are not too numerous to compel him frequently to do violence to his artistic feelings , still the ubiquitous melange of ...
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... look well in its old age . - Civilians seldom indulge in much liveliness or contrast of colour in their dress , but the opposite is the case with military uniforms . In the French army the uniforms are especially brilliant , almost ...
... look well in its old age . - Civilians seldom indulge in much liveliness or contrast of colour in their dress , but the opposite is the case with military uniforms . In the French army the uniforms are especially brilliant , almost ...
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Página 195 - ... a sum of not less than one lac of rupees in each year shall be set apart and applied to the revival and improvement of literature and the encouragement of the learned Natives of India, and for the introduction and promotion of a knowledge of the sciences among the inhabitants of the British Territories in India...
Página 362 - Ave Maria ! blessed be the hour ! The time, the clime, the spot, where I so oft Have felt that moment in its fullest power Sink o'er the earth so beautiful and soft, While swung the deep bell in the distant tower. Or the faint dying day-hymn stole aloft, And not a breath crept through the rosy air, And yet the forest leaves seem'd stirr'd with prayer.