Letters, During a Tour Through Some Parts of France, Savoy, Switzerland, Germany, and the Netherlands: In the Summer of 1817Kirk & Mercein, 1818 - 312 páginas |
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... beautiful women any where as in Dieppe ; and the neatness of their dress is beyond praise . Their high caps of white linen , white as the driven snow - their cheerful and good - humoured countenances , and the native elegance and ...
... beautiful women any where as in Dieppe ; and the neatness of their dress is beyond praise . Their high caps of white linen , white as the driven snow - their cheerful and good - humoured countenances , and the native elegance and ...
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... beautiful object . They were in their infancy it is true - the plants were young - and they will attain a greater height and luxuriance . But they never suffer them to grow many feet from the ground , but bend them over from stick to ...
... beautiful object . They were in their infancy it is true - the plants were young - and they will attain a greater height and luxuriance . But they never suffer them to grow many feet from the ground , but bend them over from stick to ...
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... beautiful buildings he had designed , all his plans were finally rejected : while the honour of com- pleting this great national edifice was reserved for Claude Perrault , who , though bred as a physician , excelled as an architect ...
... beautiful buildings he had designed , all his plans were finally rejected : while the honour of com- pleting this great national edifice was reserved for Claude Perrault , who , though bred as a physician , excelled as an architect ...
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... beautiful woods of the Champs Elisées , in which the prospect from the windows of the palace terminate , must lose much of their loveliness , as imagination and memory ever interpose the headless trunk of their unhappy predecessor ...
... beautiful woods of the Champs Elisées , in which the prospect from the windows of the palace terminate , must lose much of their loveliness , as imagination and memory ever interpose the headless trunk of their unhappy predecessor ...
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... beautiful of all the palaces in Paris . I shall not weary you with its description -- suffice it to say- that it is distinguished by the boldness of its design , and the symmetry of its proportions : more uniform than the Thuileries ...
... beautiful of all the palaces in Paris . I shall not weary you with its description -- suffice it to say- that it is distinguished by the boldness of its design , and the symmetry of its proportions : more uniform than the Thuileries ...
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adorned Alps altar amongst appearance architecture Arve ascended Auxonne Basle beautiful beneath Buonaparte carriage cathedral celebrated Champagnole chapel Charlemagne chiefly church Coblence dark DEAR deep delightful devoted Dieppe Dijon Duke eau de vie edifice elegance elevation English entered Europe extremely feet finest France French gallery gardens gayety Geneva glacier grand grandeur heard hills honour Hotel houses hundred immense inhabitants interesting Jura king lake Lausanne leaving LETTER look Louis Louis Quinze Louis XV Louvre magnificent majestic Martigny Mayence miles mind monarch Mont Blanc morning mountains neat object paintings palace Palais Royal Paris party passed perhaps pillar present racter religion repose Rhine rich road rock Rouen round Royal sabbath scene scenery seemed seen Servoz side snow spacious specimens spire splendour spot streets sublime summit surrounded thing thousand Thuileries tion town travellers valley vast Vaud village whole woods Your's
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Página 157 - Be ye not unequally yoked together with unbelievers. For what fellowship hath righteousness with unrighteousness? And what communion hath light with darkness? And what concord hath Christ with Belial? Or what part hath he that believeth with an infidel?
Página 183 - Above me are the Alps, The palaces of Nature, whose vast walls Have pinnacled in clouds their snowy scalps, And throned Eternity in icy halls Of cold sublimity, where forms and falls The avalanche — the thunderbolt of snow ! All that expands the spirit, yet appals, Gather around these summits, as to show How Earth may pierce to Heaven, yet leave vain man below.
Página 139 - Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad ; Silence accompanied ; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale, She all night long her amorous descant sung...
Página 139 - Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale ; She all night long her amorous descant sung ; Silence was pleased : now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires ; Hesperus that led The starry host rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
Página 279 - And he went and joined himself to a citizen of that country ; and he sent him into his fields to feed swine. And he would fain have filled his belly with the husks that the swine did eat : and no man gave unto him.
Página 47 - As soon as the king had left the carriage, three guards surrounded him, and would have taken off his clothes ; but he repulsed them with haughtiness : he undressed himself, untied his neckcloth, opened his shirt, and arranged it himself. The guards, whom the determined countenance of the king had for a moment disconcerted, seemed to recover their audacity. They surrounded him again, and would have seized his hands. " What are you attempting ?" said the king, drawing back his hands. " To bind you,
Página 48 - I heard him pronounce distinctly these memorable words. — ' / die innocent of all the crimes laid to my charge. I pardon those who have occasioned my death, and I pray to God that the blood you are now going to shed may never be visited on France.
Página 236 - To fetters, and the damp vault's dayless gloom Their country conquers with their martyrdom, And freedom's fame finds wings on every wind. Chillon ! thy prison is a holy place, And thy sad floor an altar— for 'twas trod Until his very steps have left a trace, Worn as if thy cold pavement were a sod, By Bonnivard ! — May none those marks efface ! For they appeal from tyranny to God.
Página 48 - Saviour who is about to recompense you;' at these words he raised his eyes to heaven with an expression that can never be described. ' You are right,' said he, ' nothing less than his example should make me submit to such a degradation.' Then, turning to the guards, ' Do what you will, I will drink of the cup even to the dregs.