The sketch book of the South1835 |
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South. THE MONASTERY OF MONTE VERGINE . EVENING was closing in when we reached the superb mountain pass of Monte Forte , situated on the road from Naples to the southern provinces of that kingdom . The country still bears marks of fire ...
South. THE MONASTERY OF MONTE VERGINE . EVENING was closing in when we reached the superb mountain pass of Monte Forte , situated on the road from Naples to the southern provinces of that kingdom . The country still bears marks of fire ...
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... reached the spot from which we had first set out , just enough of twilight remained to make the dark masses of mountain and ocean visible , and here and there lights glim- mered in the town of Naples , and from the boats of the ...
... reached the spot from which we had first set out , just enough of twilight remained to make the dark masses of mountain and ocean visible , and here and there lights glim- mered in the town of Naples , and from the boats of the ...
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... reached his friend and protector , the Prince of Salerno , who sent for him , and committed to his care all the convents in his dominions . But this holy man , accustomed to the repose and tranquillity of a monastic life , left the ...
... reached his friend and protector , the Prince of Salerno , who sent for him , and committed to his care all the convents in his dominions . But this holy man , accustomed to the repose and tranquillity of a monastic life , left the ...
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... reached me . I resolved to make the sacrifice of my feelings , my wishes , my hopes . The thoughts that passed through my mind that day I cannot write - but I shed bitter tears , and resolved upon my sacrifice-- and have kept to my ...
... reached me . I resolved to make the sacrifice of my feelings , my wishes , my hopes . The thoughts that passed through my mind that day I cannot write - but I shed bitter tears , and resolved upon my sacrifice-- and have kept to my ...
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... the little brook which went splashing along over the pebbles . We crossed it and after a few minutes , reached the summit of the hill , on which stood Iola's castle . It was a large fortified dwelling ; and H 3 ROMANCE AND REALITY . 153.
... the little brook which went splashing along over the pebbles . We crossed it and after a few minutes , reached the summit of the hill , on which stood Iola's castle . It was a large fortified dwelling ; and H 3 ROMANCE AND REALITY . 153.
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Adalferio admired amongst ancient appearance arrived Avellino beautiful Bembo Bernardo Tasso Bruno calm Cardinal Cardinal Bembo Carthusians castle Cava cell chapel charms Chartreuse church cloisters convent Correggio covered cross dark dined enthusiasm eyes feeling forest French garden gave Geneva Grande Chartreuse ground half heard heroine of Suli hills holy imagination Iola Iola's Italy La Cava ladies Laroque learned light lived look Lord Lord Byron Madame Madonna magnificence ment miles mind monastery monks Monte MONTE VERGINE mountain Naples Navolia Tyche painted Paris passed passion peacock picturesque plain poets Pompeii Pope Prince of Salerno princes purple river road rocks Rome ruined Saint Salerno scene scenery seen side silence snow solitude spirit stood Suliot surrounded thought tomb town trees Turin Tyche valley Veronica Gambara village Vittoria Colonna vows walk woods
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Страница 60 - The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The Power, the Beauty, and the Majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring, Or chasms and wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished. They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Страница 74 - And bring all Heaven before mine eyes. And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain. These pleasures, Melancholy, give; And I with thee will choose to live.
Страница 62 - O'er the smooth enamelled green, Where no print of step hath been, Follow me, as I sing And touch the warbled string: Under the shady roof Of branching elm star-proof Follow me. I will bring you where she sits, Clad in splendour as befits Her deity. Such a rural Queen All Arcadia hath not seen.
Страница 23 - Venice gave His body to that pleasant country's earth, And his pure soul unto his captain Christ, Under whose colours he had fought so long.
Страница 61 - And if this be the science of the stars, I too, with glad and zealous industry, Will learn acquaintance with this cheerful faith. It is a gentle and affectionate thought, That in immeasurable heights above us, At our first birth, the wreath of love was woven, With sparkling stars for flowers.
Страница 44 - Not all that tempts your wandering eyes And heedless hearts is lawful prize ; Nor all that glisters gold.
Страница 145 - It rests with me to wind my horn — Thou art with numbers overborne ; It rests with me, here, brand to brand, Worn as thou art, to bid thee stand : But...
Страница 112 - There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings...
Страница 61 - They live no longer in the faith of reason ! But still the heart doth need a language ; still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names. And to yon starry world they now are gone, Spirits or gods, that used to share this earth With man as with their friend ; and to the lover Yonder they move, from yonder visible sky Shoot influence down; and even at this day 'Tis Jupiter who brings whate'er is great, And Venus who brings everything that's fair.
Страница 19 - Conscience ! . . . Poor plodding Priests and preaching Friars may make Their hollow pulpits and the empty aisles Of churches ring with that round word : but we, That draw the subtile and more piercing air In that sublimed region of a court, Know all is good we make so, and go on Secured by the prosperity of our crimes.