Appletons' Journal, Volume 6D. Appleton and Company, 1879 |
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... Italy - The Europeans -The French Revolutionary Epoch - Prince Bismarck's Letters to his Wife , his Sister , and ... Italian and French Composers .... Books , On the Choice of .... .FREDERIC HARRISON . 91 186 282 378 473 569 Borgia , A ...
... Italy - The Europeans -The French Revolutionary Epoch - Prince Bismarck's Letters to his Wife , his Sister , and ... Italian and French Composers .... Books , On the Choice of .... .FREDERIC HARRISON . 91 186 282 378 473 569 Borgia , A ...
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... Italian painters , and have for a long time been working in different parts of the country . " Italian painters ! Sure enough , after a few days had elapsed , the walls of the choir of the modest church were surrounded with scaffolding ...
... Italian painters , and have for a long time been working in different parts of the country . " Italian painters ! Sure enough , after a few days had elapsed , the walls of the choir of the modest church were surrounded with scaffolding ...
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... Italians ! Down with them ! " Giovanni ! Filippo ! " " 6 The two workmen hastened to their master's side . The mob fell back , terror - stricken at sight of the clothes and visages of the Pedroja broth- ers , besmeared with paint of ...
... Italians ! Down with them ! " Giovanni ! Filippo ! " " 6 The two workmen hastened to their master's side . The mob fell back , terror - stricken at sight of the clothes and visages of the Pedroja broth- ers , besmeared with paint of ...
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... Italy , does not remember to have ever expe- rienced such an overwhelming sensation on any other occasion in the whole course of his life . Antonio Buccaferrata's fresco , rather daubed than painted , represented Leonardo da Vinci's ...
... Italy , does not remember to have ever expe- rienced such an overwhelming sensation on any other occasion in the whole course of his life . Antonio Buccaferrata's fresco , rather daubed than painted , represented Leonardo da Vinci's ...
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... Italians , on an artistic tour - to use one of Buccaferrata's ambitious phrases - had taken lodgings at the Coq d'Or , kept by Gaspard Hortet the Poulterer , le Volailler , in the patois of that part of the coun- try ; so that on ...
... Italians , on an artistic tour - to use one of Buccaferrata's ambitious phrases - had taken lodgings at the Coq d'Or , kept by Gaspard Hortet the Poulterer , le Volailler , in the patois of that part of the coun- try ; so that on ...
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Populaire passages
Pagina 116 - Alas ! poor Yorick. I knew him, Horatio ; a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy ; he hath borne me on his back a thousand times ; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is ! my gorge rises at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft.
Pagina 148 - twas a famous victory. 'My father lived at Blenheim then, Yon little stream hard by; They burnt his dwelling to the ground, And he was forced to fly: So with his wife and child he fled, Nor had he where to rest his head.
Pagina 485 - O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose of the fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down!
Pagina 339 - Yet must I not give Nature all : thy art My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter, Nature be, His art doth give the fashion. And, that he, Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, (Such as thine are) and strike the second heat Upon the...
Pagina 496 - A' made a finer end and went away an it had been any christom child; a' parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o' the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets and play with flowers and smile upon his fingers...
Pagina 155 - Neither the perseverance of Holland, nor the activity of France, nor the dexterous and firm sagacity of English enterprise, ever carried this most perilous mode of hardy industry to the extent to which it has been pushed by this recent people ; a people who are still, as it were but in the gristle, and not yet hardened into the bone of manhood.
Pagina 265 - There is not wind enough to twirl The one red leaf, the last of its clan, That dances as often as dance it can, Hanging so light, and hanging so high, On the topmost twig that looks up at the sky.
Pagina 354 - He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely: he doth bear His part, while the one Spirit's plastic stress...
Pagina 395 - I will) unto the weird. sisters : More shall they speak ; for now I am bent to know, By the worst means, the worst : for mine own good, All causes shall give way ; I am in blood Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er : Strange things I have in head, that will to hand ; Which must be acted, ere they may be scann'd.
Pagina 153 - The foe long since in silence slept; Alike the conqueror silent sleeps; And Time the ruined bridge has swept Down the dark stream which seaward creeps. On...