Supplement to "Vacation Rambles," Consisting of Recollections of a Tour Through France, to Italy, and Homeward by Switzerland, in the Vacation of 1846

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Edward Moxon, 1854 - 266 páginas
 

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Página 142 - twere anew, the gaps of centuries ; Leaving that beautiful which still was so, And making that which was not, till the place Became religion, and the heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old ! — The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.
Página 153 - This Poem was chiefly written upon the mountainous ruins of the Baths of Caracalla, among the flowery glades, and thickets of odoriferous blossoming trees, which are extended in ever-winding labyrinths upon its immense platforms and dizzy arches suspended in the air. The bright blue sky of Rome, and the effect of the vigorous awakening of spring in that divinest climate, and the new life with which it drenches the spirits even to intoxication, were the inspiration of this drama.
Página 115 - these are all the world possesses of Sir William Follett. To mankind, to his country, to his profession he left nothing ; not a measure conceived, not a danger averted, not a principle vindicated, not a speech intrinsically worth preservation, not a striking image nor an affecting sentiment ; in his death the power of mortality is supreme. How strange — how sadly strange — that a course so splendid should end in darkness so obscure.
Página 263 - The Rambler appends his opinion that this poetical theist had wholly misapprehended the Great First Cause, and supposes him to imagine, that in proportion as the marks of order and design are withdrawn, the vestiges of Deity become manifest ; — "as if the smallest insect that the microscope ever expanded for human wonder did not exhibit more conclusive indications of the active wisdom and goodness of a God than a magnificent chaos of elemental confusion.
Página 70 - ... of that insidious liquor ;" how he " enjoyed some coffee and cutlets" at Lyons ; how ''dinner came to his inexpressible relief" at Avignon ; how wistfully he looked about in the dreary kitchen of a quasi-inn, but all in vain, " for a flitch of bacon, or a rope of onions, or a mouldy cheese, to hint of something that some one might eat, or for a battered pewter-pot, or even a rim of liquorstain on a bench or table, to indicate that once upon a time something had been drunk there.
Página 161 - ... if the satiated mosquitoes give them leave to sleep, is a mystery which has doubtless a solution — which I sought in vain." As he lingers, at evening, in St. Peter's at Rome, he sees three priests kiss the foot of the statue of Jupiter-Cephas, and kneel down before it, as if to pray ; but next, " to our surprise, notwithstanding our experience of continental habits, each began zealously spitting on the beautiful pavement, as if it was a portion of his duty — I fear illustrating the habits...
Página 245 - It was intolerably radiant in colour, abounding in skies of deeper blue than Italy rejoices in, woods of the liveliest green, and ships and cities of amber ; altogether a collection of gaudy impossibilities, few of which would be admitted at Birmingham.
Página 114 - ... idolised by partisans, respected by opponents, esteemed by the best, consulted by the wisest, whose declining health was the subject of solicitude to his sovereign — quenched in its prime by too prodigal a use of its energies ; and what remains ? A name dear to the affections of a few friends ; the waning image of a modest and earnest speaker ; and the splendid example of success embodied in a fortune of 200,000^., acquired in ten years by the labours which hastened its extinction — are all...
Página 36 - With true-blue spirit, again, he records his estimate of a certain portrait at Versailles : " The recent naval achievements of France were irradiated by a portrait of the Prince Joinville, standing on the prow of a glittering ship, in our common sailor's neatest attire — tight blue jacket, open collar, loose black neckcloth, and snow-white trousers — the exact costume in which a very young lady dances the hornpipe in the Spoil'd Child — the type of dandified melodramatic seamanship.
Página 166 - no presiding majesty ; no balance of parts ; nothing that stamps even the reality of a moment on the conception ; nothing in this great handwriting on the wall ' to make mad the guilty and appal the free.

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