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... eyes and ashy aureole above the bleeding thorns . Thus I stepped suddenly away from the outward pomp and bravery of nature to the inward aspirations , agonies , and martyrdoms of man - from Greek legends of the past to the real ...
... eyes and ashy aureole above the bleeding thorns . Thus I stepped suddenly away from the outward pomp and bravery of nature to the inward aspirations , agonies , and martyrdoms of man - from Greek legends of the past to the real ...
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... eyes from men . " " Sweet is the cell when it is often sought , but if we gad about , it wearies us by its seclusion . " Then I thought of the monks so living in this solitude ; their cell windows looking across the valley to the sea ...
... eyes from men . " " Sweet is the cell when it is often sought , but if we gad about , it wearies us by its seclusion . " Then I thought of the monks so living in this solitude ; their cell windows looking across the valley to the sea ...
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... eyes of Northern people , who may have wearied of the bareness and greyness of Nice or Mentone . It is traversed by excellent roads , recently constructed on a plan of the French Government , which intersect the country in all ...
... eyes of Northern people , who may have wearied of the bareness and greyness of Nice or Mentone . It is traversed by excellent roads , recently constructed on a plan of the French Government , which intersect the country in all ...
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... eyes of those simple people it was a sacred duty to relieve the necessities of the out- laws , and to guard them from the bloodhounds of justice . There was scarcely a respectable family in Corsica who had not one or more of its members ...
... eyes of those simple people it was a sacred duty to relieve the necessities of the out- laws , and to guard them from the bloodhounds of justice . There was scarcely a respectable family in Corsica who had not one or more of its members ...
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... eyes and bristling beards , armed to the teeth , keen for vengeance . The dead man's musket and pocket - pistol lie beside him , and his bloody shirt is hung up at his head . Suddenly the silence , hitherto only disturbed by sup ...
... eyes and bristling beards , armed to the teeth , keen for vengeance . The dead man's musket and pocket - pistol lie beside him , and his bloody shirt is hung up at his head . Suddenly the silence , hitherto only disturbed by sup ...
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Page 223 - How charming is divine Philosophy ! Not harsh and crabbed, as dull fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectared sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
Page 244 - And thinking of the days that are no more. Fresh as the first beam glittering on a sail, That brings our friends up from the underworld, Sad as the last which reddens over one That sinks with all we love below the verge; So sad, so fresh, the days that are no more.
Page 193 - What song the syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture. What time the persons of these ossuaries entered the famous nations of the dead, and slept with princes and counsellors, might admit a wide solution.
Page 115 - Will no one tell me what she sings? — Perhaps the plaintive numbers flow For old, unhappy, far-off things, And battles long ago: Or is it some more humble lay, Familiar matter of to-day? Some natural sorrow, loss, or pain, That has been, and may be again?
Page 194 - O eloquent, just, and mighty Death ! whom none could advise, thou hast persuaded ; what none hath dared, thou hast done ; and whom all the world hath flattered, thou only hast cast out of the world and despised ; thou hast drawn together all the far-stretched greatness, all the pride, cruelty, and ambition of man, and covered it all over with these two narrow words, Hie jaeet ! Lastly, whereas this book, by the title it hath, calls itself The First Part of tlie General History of the World...
Page 257 - Cantando, ricevièno intra le foglie, Che tenevan bordone alle sue rime; Tal, qual di ramo in ramo si raccoglie Per la pineta in sul lito di Chiassi, Quand'Eolo Scirocco fuor discioglie. Già m'avean trasportato i lenti passi Dentro alla selva antica, tanto ch'io Non potea rivedere ond...
Page 210 - Where on the ^Egean shore a city stands Built nobly, pure the air, and light the soil ; Athens, the eye of Greece, mother of arts And eloquence, native to famous wits Or hospitable, in her sweet recess, City or suburban, studious walks and shades ; See there the olive grove of Academe, Plato's retirement, where the Attic bird Trills her thick-warbled notes the summer long ; There flowery hill Hymettus, with the sound Of bees...
Page 18 - ... bread crumbs from his wallet, lizards ran over him, and larks sang to him in the air. Here, too, in those long solitary vigils, the Spirit of God came upon him, and the spirit of Nature was even as God's Spirit, and he sang : — 'Laudato sia Dio mio Signore, con tutte le creature, specialmente messer lo frate sole ; per suor luna, e per le stelle ; per frate vento, e per l' aire e nuvolo, e sereno, e ogni tempo.
Page 46 - It is built wholly of marble, and overlaid, inside and out, with florid ornaments of exquisite beauty. There are no flying buttresses, no pinnacles, no deep and fretted doorways, such as form the charm of French and English architecture ; but instead of this the lines of parti-coloured marbles, the scrolls and wreaths of foliage, the mosaics and the frescoes which meet the eye in every direction, satisfy our sense of variety, producing most agreeable combinations of blending hues and harmoniously...
Page 177 - But the iniquity of oblivion blindly scattereth her poppy, and deals with the memory of men, without distinction to merit of perpetuity. Who can but pity the founder of the pyramids ? Herostratus lives that burnt the temple of Diana, he is almost lost that built it ; Time hath spared the epitaph of Adrian's horse, confounded that of himself. In vain we compute our felicities by the advantage of our good names, since bad have...