The Idler in Italy, Volume 3H. Colburn, 1840 |
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... , a pecu- liarity ascribed to the effect of its waters . The animals looked very picturesque , and reminded one of those offered for sacrifice in days of yore . Saw the celebrated waterfall to - day . I have TERNI . 7.
... , a pecu- liarity ascribed to the effect of its waters . The animals looked very picturesque , and reminded one of those offered for sacrifice in days of yore . Saw the celebrated waterfall to - day . I have TERNI . 7.
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... looked on us with an expression ap- proaching to contempt in his countenance , when we declined his offer of conducting us to them . After a six year's residence in Italy , and many pilgrimages made to view its most celebrated ruins and ...
... looked on us with an expression ap- proaching to contempt in his countenance , when we declined his offer of conducting us to them . After a six year's residence in Italy , and many pilgrimages made to view its most celebrated ruins and ...
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... looked sorrowfully as he remarked that war was indeed a fearful thing , when it caused even the pro- perty of the Mother of the King of Heaven , to be as little respected as that of the sovereigns of the earth . " Time was , " said the ...
... looked sorrowfully as he remarked that war was indeed a fearful thing , when it caused even the pro- perty of the Mother of the King of Heaven , to be as little respected as that of the sovereigns of the earth . " Time was , " said the ...
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... looked the dis- pleasure to which he did not give utterance , and walked away , taking with him the steaming punch , the fumes of which had not improved the odour of the salle - a - manger . Nevertheless , I dare be sworn , the said ...
... looked the dis- pleasure to which he did not give utterance , and walked away , taking with him the steaming punch , the fumes of which had not improved the odour of the salle - a - manger . Nevertheless , I dare be sworn , the said ...
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... generous " Defence of Pope , " the fifth canto of " Don Juan , " which he told me he discontinued at the request of the Countess Guiccioli , and various other productions . I could not have looked at rooms 38 RAVENNA .
... generous " Defence of Pope , " the fifth canto of " Don Juan , " which he told me he discontinued at the request of the Countess Guiccioli , and various other productions . I could not have looked at rooms 38 RAVENNA .
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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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Página 8 - ... 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.
Página 124 - 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.
Página 8 - 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...
Página 213 - 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.
Página 174 - 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!
Página 125 - 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...
Página 124 - I stood in Venice on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand...
Página 124 - 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!
Página 124 - 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.
Página 82 - 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.