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Pagina 111 - So on he fares, and to the border comes Of Eden, where delicious Paradise, Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green, As with a rural mound, the champaign head Of a steep wilderness, whose hairy sides With thicket overgrown, grotesque and wild, Access denied...
Pagina 194 - Steals o'er the trembling waters. Everywhere Fable and Truth have shed, in rivalry, Each her peculiar influence. Fable came And laughed and sung, arraying Truth in flowers, Like a young child her grandam. Fable came; Earth, sea and sky reflecting, as she flew, A thousand, thousand colours not their own: And at her bidding, lo!
Pagina 277 - With deeper red the full pomegranate glows, The branch here bends beneath the weighty pear, And verdant olives flourish round the year. The balmy spirit of the western gale Eternal breathes on fruits untaught to fail...
Pagina 111 - Insuperable height of loftiest shade, Cedar, and pine, and fir, and branching palm, A sylvan scene; and, as the ranks ascend, Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view.
Pagina 230 - O'er whose unhappy waters, void of light, No bird presumes to steer his airy flight; Such deadly stenches from the depth arise, And steaming sulphur, that infects the skies.
Pagina 120 - Violent the tumult ; for, already in sight, Nearer and nearer yet the danger drew ; Each every sinew straining, every nerve, Each snatching up, and girding, buckling on Morion and greave and shirt of twisted mail, As for his life — no more perchance to taste, ARNO, the grateful freshness of thy glades, Thy waters — where, exulting, he had felt A swimmer's transport, there, alas ! to float And welter.
Pagina 93 - Credette Cimabue, nella pintura, Tener lo campo; ed ora ha Giotto il grido, SI che la fama di colui oscura.
Pagina 73 - that I have lived the time prescribed me. I die content; leaving you, my sons, in affluence and in health, and in such a station, that whilst you follow my example, you may live in your native place honoured and respected.