The Sketch Book of the SouthEdward Churton, 1835 - 276 sider |
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... Geneva just in time before the gates were shut , and found rooms ready at the Balance . the morning of the 26th , M. Tremblay came to breakfast , afterwards M. du Pan , and M. de Salgar ; the two first dined with us . After dinner we ...
... Geneva just in time before the gates were shut , and found rooms ready at the Balance . the morning of the 26th , M. Tremblay came to breakfast , afterwards M. du Pan , and M. de Salgar ; the two first dined with us . After dinner we ...
Side 216
... Geneva was to be a fortnight , and she was to have twenty guineas a night . We did not like her . It was impossible to forget Mrs. Siddons , whose enchanting manner made every part so interesting . Mdlle . de Sainval is naturally vulgar ...
... Geneva was to be a fortnight , and she was to have twenty guineas a night . We did not like her . It was impossible to forget Mrs. Siddons , whose enchanting manner made every part so interesting . Mdlle . de Sainval is naturally vulgar ...
Side 217
... to Plombières . Soon after we got home , my sister and Mrs. M. arrived , having slept at Frangy . Somerville , who was at a sort of L academy near Geneva , where he had placed himself for JOURNAL OF THE COUNTESS OF * * * . 217.
... to Plombières . Soon after we got home , my sister and Mrs. M. arrived , having slept at Frangy . Somerville , who was at a sort of L academy near Geneva , where he had placed himself for JOURNAL OF THE COUNTESS OF * * * . 217.
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... Geneva , Mrs. M. consented to leave her and go with us , and my uncle determined to stay at Geneva . We set out therefore at four ; Charlotte and General Smith , myself and Hanson in the coach , and Mr. C. on horseback . The first part ...
... Geneva , Mrs. M. consented to leave her and go with us , and my uncle determined to stay at Geneva . We set out therefore at four ; Charlotte and General Smith , myself and Hanson in the coach , and Mr. C. on horseback . The first part ...
Side 219
... arrived at Salenche , eighteen miles from Bonne- ville . Here we dined . Hanson had not been well , and I determined to send her back to Geneva in the coach , which , as she could L 2 JOURNAL OF THE COUNTESS OF *** . 219.
... arrived at Salenche , eighteen miles from Bonne- ville . Here we dined . Hanson had not been well , and I determined to send her back to Geneva in the coach , which , as she could L 2 JOURNAL OF THE COUNTESS OF *** . 219.
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Side 64 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished. They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Side 66 - O'er the smooth enamelled green, Where no print of step hath been, Follow me, as I sing And touch the warbled string: Under the shady roof Of branching elm star-proof Follow me. I will bring you where she sits, Clad in splendour as befits Her deity. Such a rural Queen All Arcadia hath not seen.
Side 27 - Venice gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long.
Side 78 - As may with sweetness, through mine ear, Dissolve me into ecstasies, And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew ; Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Side 48 - A favourite has no friend ! From hence, ye beauties, undeceived, Know, one false step is ne'er retrieved, And be with caution bold. Not all that tempts your wandering eyes And heedless hearts is lawful prize ; Nor all, that glisters, gold.
Side 149 - It rests with me to wind my horn — Thou art with numbers overborne ; It rests with me, here, brand to brand, Worn as thou art, to bid thee stand : But...
Side 116 - There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings...
Side 65 - They live no longer in the faith of reason ! But still the heart doth need a language ; still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names. And to yon starry world they now are gone, Spirits or gods, that used to share this earth With man as with their friend ; and to the lover Yonder they move, from yonder visible sky Shoot influence down; and even at this day 'Tis Jupiter who brings whate'er is great, And Venus who brings everything that's fair.
Side 62 - A thousand, thousand colours not their own: And at her bidding, lo! a dark descent To Tartarus, and those thrice happy fields, Those fields with ether pure and purple light Ever invested, scenes by Him...
Side 65 - And if this be the science of the stars, I too, with glad and zealous industry, Will learn acquaintance with this cheerful faith. It is a gentle and affectionate thought, That in immeasurable heights above us, At our first birth, the wreath of love was woven, With sparkling stars for flowers.