Letters from Europe, the journal of a tour through Ireland, England, Scotland, France, Italy, and Switzerland, in 1825, '26, and '27, Volume 2

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Pagina 184 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his drooped head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower ; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hailed the wretch who won.
Pagina 409 - I would not have a slave to till my ground, To carry me, to fan me while I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earn'd.
Pagina 316 - Blessed art thou, Simon Bar Jona, because flesh and blood hath not revealed it to thee, but my Father who is in heaven. And I say to thee, that thou art Peter; and upon this rock will I build my Church, and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it.
Pagina i - Act, entitled an Act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books, to the authors and proprietors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned...
Pagina i - BBOWN, of the said district, hath deposited in this office the title of a book, the right whereof he claims as author, in the words following, to wit : " Sertorius : or, the Roman Patriot.
Pagina 127 - He scarce had ceased, when the superior fiend Was moving toward the shore ; his ponderous shield, Ethereal temper, massy, large, and round, Behind him cast ; the broad circumference Hung on his shoulders like the moon, whose orb Through optic glass the Tuscan artist views At evening from the top of Fesole Or in Valdarno, to descry new lands, Rivers, or mountains, in her spotty globe.
Pagina 326 - Oh, sons of earth ! attempt ye still to rise, By mountains piled on mountains, to the skies ? Heaven still with laughter the vain toil surveys, And buries madmen in the heaps they raise.
Pagina 252 - The King of France with twenty thousand men, • Marched up the hill, and then marched down again.
Pagina 168 - While stands the Coliseum, Rome shall stand; 'When falls the Coliseum, Rome shall fall; 'And when Rome falls — the World.
Pagina 463 - By turning the latter round to the right or to the left, as the case may be...

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