The stranger in France, or, A tour from Devonshire to ParisJ. Johnson, 1803 - 261 strán (strany) |
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Strana 24
... building , and had been opened for worship , the Sunday before we arrived : On that day the bell of the Sabbath ... buildings which bear them . When I made this remark , I must , however , candidly confess , that my mind very cordially ...
... building , and had been opened for worship , the Sunday before we arrived : On that day the bell of the Sabbath ... buildings which bear them . When I made this remark , I must , however , candidly confess , that my mind very cordially ...
Strana 27
... buildings , composed of fine light brown free stone , the entrance is hand- some , over which there is a good room , containing four high windows , and a lodging room for the people , who have the care of the light , the glass chamber ...
... buildings , composed of fine light brown free stone , the entrance is hand- some , over which there is a good room , containing four high windows , and a lodging room for the people , who have the care of the light , the glass chamber ...
Strana 31
... building . A more uncouth clumsy machine can scarcely be imagined . In the front is a cabriolet fixed to the body of the coach , for the accommodation of three passengers , who are protected from the rain above , by the projecting roof ...
... building . A more uncouth clumsy machine can scarcely be imagined . In the front is a cabriolet fixed to the body of the coach , for the accommodation of three passengers , who are protected from the rain above , by the projecting roof ...
Strana 45
... building of about 400 feet in length , open at top , having a handsome iron balustrade , and seats towards the Seine , and a high stone wall towards the town , Over all the great gates of the city , is written , in large cha- racters ...
... building of about 400 feet in length , open at top , having a handsome iron balustrade , and seats towards the Seine , and a high stone wall towards the town , Over all the great gates of the city , is written , in large cha- racters ...
Strana 46
... buildings in this city , and its environs are Anglo - Norman antiquities , and were founded by the English before they left Normandy . The cathedral is a grand , and awful pile of gothic archi- tecture , built by our William the ...
... buildings in this city , and its environs are Anglo - Norman antiquities , and were founded by the English before they left Normandy . The cathedral is a grand , and awful pile of gothic archi- tecture , built by our William the ...
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Abbey admirable afforded afterwards amiable amongst appearance ARCHBISHOP OF PARIS battle of Marengo beautiful beheld Bolbec Bonaparte carriage celebrated centre CHAP charming church COLONEL PHELIPEAUX colours consul consular court curious delight dinner display dressed elegant England entered entrance excited exhibition exquisite fashion favour female formerly fortune France french gallery gardens gates genius gloomy gothic archi grand hall handsome Havre Honfleur honour horses Hôtel immediately immense lady light livres lofty looked magnificent military minister Mons Monsieur morning NETLEY ABBEY noble o'clock observed paintings palace Palais Royal Paris parisians party passed person Petit Trianon pier glasses politeness pounds sterling present prison racter received repose republic revolution Robespierre Rouen scene seated seemed side sir Sidney sols SOUTHAMPTON RIVER splendid statues sufferings Talleyrand taste Temple theatre Thuilleries tion Torr Abbey town Trianon visited walks whilst young СНАР
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Strana 229 - Tis not to make me jealous, To say — my wife is fair, feeds well, loves company, Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well; Where virtue is, these are more virtuous: Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear, or doubt of her revolt; For she had eyes, and chose me...
Strana 216 - Let that day be darkness ; let not God regard it from above, neither let the light shine upon it. Let darkness and the shadow of death stain it; let a cloud dwell upon it; let the blackness of the day terrify it.
Strana 92 - Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar?
Strana 221 - I, that am curtail'd of this fair proportion, Cheated of feature by dissembling Nature, Deform'd, unfinish'd, sent before my time Into this breathing world scarce half made up, And that so lamely and unfashionable That dogs bark at me as I halt by them...
Strana 28 - Hangs one that gathers samphire; dreadful trade! Methinks, he seems no bigger than his head: The fishermen, that walk upon the beach, Appear like mice; and yon...
Strana 212 - Farewell the tranquil mind ! Farewell content ! Farewell the plumed troop, and the big wars, That make ambition virtue ! O, farewell ! Farewell the neighing steed, and the shrill trump, The spirit-stirring drum, the ear-piercing fife, The royal banner ; and all quality. Pride, pomp, and circumstance of glorious war ! And O, you mortal engines, whose rude throats The immortal Jove's dread clamours counterfeit, Farewell ! Othello's occupation's gone ! lago.
Strana 72 - It was the lark, the herald of the morn, No nightingale ; look, love, what envious streaks Do lace the severing clouds in yonder east. Night's candles are burnt out, and jocund day Stands tiptoe on the misty mountain tops; I must be gone and live, or stay and die.
Strana 110 - Sibila lambebant linguis vibrantibus ora. DIFFUGIMUS visu exsangues : illi agmine certo Laocoonta petunt; et primum parva duorum Corpora natorum serpens amplexus uterque Implicat , et miseros morsu depascitur artus. Post ipsum , auxilio subeuntem ac tela ferentem Corripiunt , spirisque ligant ingentibus : et jam Bis medium amplexi , bis collo squamea circum Terga dati , superant capite et cervicibus altis.
Strana 249 - The decent church that topt the neighbouring hill, The hawthorn bush, with seats beneath the shade, For talking age and whispering lovers made ! How often have I blest the coming day, When toil remitting lent its turn to play, And all the village train, from labour free, Led up their sports beneath the spreading tree...
Strana 111 - Then with their sharpen'd fangs their limbs and bodies grind. The wretched father, running to their aid With pious haste, but vain, they next invade ; Twice round his waist their winding volumes roll'd ; And twice about his gasping throat they fold. The priest thus doubly choked — their crests divide, And towering o'er his head in triumph ride. With both his hands he labours at the knots ; His holy fillets the blue venom blots ; His roaring fills the flitting air around.