A classical tour through Italy, an. MDCCCII.


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第 375 頁 - But o'er the twilight groves and dusky caves, Long-sounding aisles and intermingled graves, Black Melancholy sits, and round her throws A death-like silence, and a dread repose : Her gloomy presence saddens all the scene, Shades every flower, and darkens every green ; Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
第 374 頁 - The darksome pines that o'er yon rocks reclin'd Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wand'ring streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze; No more these scenes my meditation aid, Or lull to rest the visionary maid.
第 8 頁 - And all those erring paths describ'd so well, That Theseus conquer'd, and the monster fell. Here hapless Icarus had found his part, Had not the father's grief restrain'd his art. He twice essay'd to cast his son in gold; Twice from his hands he dropp'd the forming mould.
第 9 頁 - Who grac'd their age with new-invented arts: Those who to worth their bounty did extend, And those who knew that bounty to commend.
第 373 頁 - Insuperable height of loftiest shade, — Cedar, and pine, and fir, and branching palm, — A sylvan scene; and, as the ranks< ascend 140 Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view.
第 507 頁 - It is good for me that thou hast humbled me, that I may learn thy justifications.
第 373 頁 - So on he fares, and to the border comes Of Eden, where delicious Paradise, Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green...
第 278 頁 - Fremant omnes licet : dicam quod sentio : bibliothecas, mehercule, omnium philosophorum unus mihi videtur XII tabularum libellus, si quis legum fontes et capita viderit, et auctoritatis pondere, et utilitatis ubertate, superare.
第 4 頁 - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night : how often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator ? oft in bands While they keep watch, or nightly rounding walk With heavenly touch of instrumental sounds In full harmonic number join'd, their songs Divide the night,...
第 82 頁 - My next desire is, void of care and strife, To lead a soft, secure, inglorious life — A country cottage near a crystal flood, A winding valley, and a lofty wood. Some god conduct me to the sacred shades, Where Bacchanals are sung by Spartan maids, Or lift me high to Haemus...