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... suppose , it will give you pain to know we are in being , I take this opportunity to tell you that we are at the ancient and celebrated Lugdunum , a city situated upon the confluence of the Rhône and Saône ( Arar , I should say ) two ...
... suppose , it will give you pain to know we are in being , I take this opportunity to tell you that we are at the ancient and celebrated Lugdunum , a city situated upon the confluence of the Rhône and Saône ( Arar , I should say ) two ...
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... suppose , everybody says the same thing ) , else I should tell you a vast deal about the Coliseum , and the Conclave , and the Capitol , and these matters . A - propos du Colisée , if you don't know what it is , the Prince Borghese will ...
... suppose , everybody says the same thing ) , else I should tell you a vast deal about the Coliseum , and the Conclave , and the Capitol , and these matters . A - propos du Colisée , if you don't know what it is , the Prince Borghese will ...
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... suppose , you can see . I did not tell you that a little below the first fall , on the side of the rock , and hanging over that torrent , are little ruins which they shew you for Horace's house , a curious situation to observe the ...
... suppose , you can see . I did not tell you that a little below the first fall , on the side of the rock , and hanging over that torrent , are little ruins which they shew you for Horace's house , a curious situation to observe the ...
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... suppose to be the burying - place of the family , because they do not know whose it can be else . But the vulgar assure you it is the sepulchre of the Curiatii , and by that name ( such is their power ) it goes . One drives to Castel ...
... suppose to be the burying - place of the family , because they do not know whose it can be else . But the vulgar assure you it is the sepulchre of the Curiatii , and by that name ( such is their power ) it goes . One drives to Castel ...
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... suppose , put you in mind of the man who wrote a treatise of Canon Law in Hexameters . Pray help me to the description of a mixt mode , and a little Episode about Space . XLIII . - TO RICHARD WEST . I TRUST to the country , and that ...
... suppose , put you in mind of the man who wrote a treatise of Canon Law in Hexameters . Pray help me to the description of a mixt mode , and a little Episode about Space . XLIII . - TO RICHARD WEST . I TRUST to the country , and that ...
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Page 268 - Give ample room, and verge enough The characters of hell to trace. Mark the year, and mark the night, When Severn shall re-echo with affright The shrieks of death, thro...
Page 5 - But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there; and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.
Page 271 - A voice as of the cherub-choir Gales from blooming Eden bear, And distant warblings lessen on my ear That lost in long futurity expire. Fond impious man, think'st thou yon sanguine cloud...
Page 108 - I have this to say : the language of the age is never the language of poetry ; except among the French, whose verse, where the thought or image does not support it, differs in nothing from prose. Our poetry, on the contrary, has a language peculiar to itself ; to which almost every one, that has written, has added something by enriching it with foreign idioms and derivatives : nay sometimes words of their own composition or invention. Shakespeare and Milton have been great creators this way ; and...
Page 346 - The office itself has always humbled the professor hitherto (even in an age when kings were somebody), if he were a poor writer by making him more conspicuous, and if he were a good one by setting him at war with the little fry of his own profession, for there are poets little enough to envy even a poet-laureat.
Page 268 - Mighty Victor, mighty Lord, Low on his funeral couch he lies ! No pitying heart, no eye afford A tear to grace his obsequies ! Is the sable warrior fled ? — Thy son is gone ; he rests among the dead.
Page 269 - Edward, lo ! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof, the thread is spun !) Half of thy heart we consecrate ; (The web is wove, the work is done...
Page 313 - He spoke, and headlong from the mountain's height Deep in the roaring tide he plunged to endless night.
Page 269 - Edward, lo! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof; The thread is spun;) Half of thy heart we consecrate. (The web is wove; The work is done.) — Stay, oh stay!