European MosaicLittle, Brown, 1864 - 339 oldal |
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abundant admirable adorned ancient ancient Rome Andermatt angels Antinoüs appear arches arms artist ashes bear beauty Bellinzona blue bright broad centesimi chamois charms church Coliseum color crags Cresilas darkness death deep earth elevated eternal expression fame feeling feet Fiesole Florence flowers Flüelen French Galatia Gauls genius Gladiator Gozzolino graceful grandeur grave Hadrian hand heaven Herculaneum honor human Italian Italy labor Lago Maggiore land latter light living lofty look Lucerne Madonna majestic marble Michel Angelo miles mind monument Moses Mount Vesuvius mountain Naples Napoleon nature never Niobe once painting palaces pass past perfect Peter's Pincian Hill poet Pompeii Pope precipices present rays religion Roman Rome ruin scene sculptor seemed seen soldiers soul statue stone temple thought thousand tion tomb tower traveller valley village walls words
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261. oldal - Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumor lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
30. oldal - Nothing is here for tears, nothing to wail Or knock the breast, no weakness, no contempt. Dispraise or blame, nothing but well and fair. And what may quiet us in a death so noble.
271. oldal - So dear to Heaven is saintly Chastity, That, when a soul is found sincerely so, A thousand liveried angels lackey her, Driving far off each thing of sin and guilt; And, in clear dream and solemn vision, Tell her of things that no gross ear can hear; Till oft converse with heavenly habitants Begin to cast a beam on the outward shape, The unpolluted temple of the mind, And turns it by degrees to the soul's essence, Till all be made immortal...
207. oldal - This Grave contains all that was mortal of a YOUNG ENGLISH POET who on his Death Bed in the Bitterness of his Heart at the Malicious Power of his Enemies Desired these Words to be engraved on his Tombstone 'Here lies One Whose Name Was Writ in Water.
151. oldal - While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand; 'When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; 'And when Rome falls — the World.
32. oldal - In caves lie coiled the dragon's ancient brood, The crag leaps down, and over it the flood: Know'st thou it then ? 'Tis there! 'Tis there Our way runs : O my father, wilt thou go...
116. oldal - The Sun to me is dark And silent as the Moon, When she deserts the night Hid in her vacant interlunar cave. Since light so necessary is to life, And almost life itself, if it be true That light is in the Soul, She all in every part; why was the sight To such a tender ball as the eye confined?
105. oldal - QUI SCRISSE E MORI ELISABETTA BARRETT BROWNING CHE IN CUORE DI DONNA CONCILIAVA SCIENZA DI DOTTO E SPIRITO DI POETA E FECE DEL SUO VERSO AUREO ANELLO FRA ITALIA E INGHILTERRA.
28. oldal - Roman, pitched there ;) yet those old and inborn names of successive kings, never any to have been real persons, or done in their lives at least some part of what so long hath been remembered, cannot be thought without too strict an incredulity.
322. oldal - License they mean when they cry Liberty ; For who loves that must first be wise and good : But from that mark how far they rove we see, For all this waste of wealth and loss of blood.