The Tourist in Italy, Zväzok 1R. Jennings and W. Chaplin, 1831 - 271 strán (strany) |
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... seemed to feel the degradation of his country , sighed deeply , and said , with tears in hist eyes , “ I see the fate of my country ! —I cannot succour it ; but a brave man finds a home any where I must seek mine in Switzerland . " : In ...
... seemed to feel the degradation of his country , sighed deeply , and said , with tears in hist eyes , “ I see the fate of my country ! —I cannot succour it ; but a brave man finds a home any where I must seek mine in Switzerland . " : In ...
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... seemed bluer than ever ; the river , with its banks clothed with trees and verdure , was a perfect paradise . Embarked in a gallant gondola , with a numerous train of domestics , the stranger and Bianca sailed down towards Pisa ; and ...
... seemed bluer than ever ; the river , with its banks clothed with trees and verdure , was a perfect paradise . Embarked in a gallant gondola , with a numerous train of domestics , the stranger and Bianca sailed down towards Pisa ; and ...
Strana 39
... seemed to possess an intuitive knowledge of the power and effect of colours . But this was not Titian's object . he would only have been an imitator , if not a mere plagiarist of his great contemporary ; and he aspired to a yet higher ...
... seemed to possess an intuitive knowledge of the power and effect of colours . But this was not Titian's object . he would only have been an imitator , if not a mere plagiarist of his great contemporary ; and he aspired to a yet higher ...
Strana 46
... seemed to surpass all he had before done . In a letter from Va- sari , dated 1547 , to his friend Varchi , there is the fol- lowing passage : - " We have seen many instances of ocular deception in our own days , as in the portrait of ...
... seemed to surpass all he had before done . In a letter from Va- sari , dated 1547 , to his friend Varchi , there is the fol- lowing passage : - " We have seen many instances of ocular deception in our own days , as in the portrait of ...
Strana 68
... seemed as if they had al- most forgotten the faith of their fathers , and the holy rites they had practised in the land whence they had fled . Year after year passed away in this manner , when they were suddenly roused from their ...
... seemed as if they had al- most forgotten the faith of their fathers , and the holy rites they had practised in the land whence they had fled . Year after year passed away in this manner , when they were suddenly roused from their ...
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admiration adorned amongst ancient Angelo antiquaries antiquity Apennine mountains appearance arches Aventine beautiful Bianca bridge building Cæsar Camillo Capitoline Hill Cardinal cascade castle celebrated century church of St cicisbeo colonnade columns crowns curious Dame doge doge of Venice edifice emperor Engraved erected fait feet formed formerly Forum friends Gallehault genius Giorgione Giovanni glory ground Hadrian hand heart hill holy honour hundred Italy lady Lord Byron magnificent Malatestas Malvezzi marble Marco Mark ment Messer Pietro monuments Narni noble ornaments painted palace Palatine Hill Paolo Petrarch Piazza picture poet pontiff pope portrait present prince prison qu'il Ranuzzi remains republic residence Rialto Rienzi Rimini Roman Rome ruins Sansovino says scene seen senate side situated splendid splendour spot statues stood stranger Temple of Peace Temple of Vesta Terni Teverone thou Tibur tion Titian Tivoli town traveller Venetian Venice villa walls whole
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Strana 205 - All murder'd ; for within the hollow crown, That rounds the mortal temples of a king, Keeps Death his court, and there the antic sits, Scoffing his state and grinning at his pomp; Allowing him a breath, a little scene, To monarchize, be fear'd, and kill with looks, Infusing him with self and vain conceit, As if this flesh, which walls about our life, Were brass impregnable...
Strana 180 - But at the distance of twenty-five years, I can neither forget nor express the strong emotions which agitated my mind as I first approached and entered the eternal city. After a sleepless night, I trod, with a lofty step, the ruins of the Forum ; each memorable spot where Romulus stood, or Tully spoke, or Caesar fell, was at once present to my eye ; and several days of intoxication were lost or enjoyed before I could descend to a cool and minute investigation.
Strana 77 - 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...
Strana 102 - In that temple-porch (The brass is gone, the porphyry remains,) Did BARBAROSSA fling his mantle off, And, kneeling, on his neck receive the foot Of the proud Pontiff — thus at last consoled For flight, disguise, and many an aguish shake On his stone pillow.
Strana 81 - Sweet hour of twilight! — in the solitude Of the pine forest, and the silent shore Which bounds Ravenna's immemorial wood, Rooted where once the Adrian wave flow'd o'er, To where the last Caesarean fortress stood, Evergreen forest!
Strana 18 - The Suabian sued, and now the Austrian reigns—- An Emperor tramples where an Emperor knelt ; Kingdoms are shrunk to provinces, and chains Clank over sceptred cities ; nations melt From power's high pinnacle, when they have felt The sunshine for awhile, and downward go Like lauwine loosen'd from the mountain's belt ; Oh for one hour of blind old Dandolo ! Th' octogenarian chief, Byzantium's conquering foe.
Strana 67 - There is a glorious city in the sea; The sea is in the broad, the narrow streets, Ebbing and flowing; and the salt seaweed Clings to the marble of her palaces. No track of men, no footsteps to and fro, Lead to her gates! The path lies o'er the sea, Invisible: and from the land we went, As to a floating city — steering in, And gliding up her streets, as in a dream...
Strana 205 - Cover your heads and mock not flesh and blood With solemn reverence : throw away respect, Tradition, form and ceremonious duty, For you have but mistook me all this while : I live with bread like you, feel want, Taste grief, need friends : subjected thus, How can you say to me, I am a king ? Car.
Strana 154 - Enter: its grandeur overwhelms thee not; And why? it is not lessen'd; but thy mind, Expanded by the genius of the spot, Has grown colossal, and can only find A fit abode wherein appear enshrined Thy hopes of immortality; and thou Shalt one day, if found worthy, so defined, See thy God face to face, as thou dost now His Holy of Holies, nor be blasted by his brow.
Strana 16 - Before St. Mark still glow his steeds of brass, Their gilded collars glittering in the sun ; But is not Doria's menace come to pass ? Are they not bridled...