The artist, the merchant, and the statesman: of the age of the Medici, and of our own times, Volume 2 (Google eBook)

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Charles Edwards Lester
Paine & Burgess, 1845
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Page 216 - Westward the course of empire takes its way, The four first acts already past, A fifth shall close the drama with the day : Time's noblest offspring is the last.
Page 24 - Oft in the stilly night Ere slumber's chain has bound me, Fond Memory brings the light Of other days around me: The smiles, the tears Of boyhood's years, The words of love then spoken; The eyes that shone, Now dimm'd and gone, The cheerful hearts now broken!
Page 231 - highly valuable in itself, is rendered more estimable in my eye, when I remember that America gave birth to the celebrated artist who produced it.
Page 217 - Confiding in these glorious auguries, and animated by the pure ambition of contributing to hasten forward this " rise of empire and of arts," he sailed from England, in 1728. He came first to Rhode-Island, where he determined to remain, for a short time, for the purpose of purchasing lands on this continent as estates for the support of his college, as well as in order to gain a more intimate knowledge...
Page 217 - ... service to the cause of letters, having been fruitful of writers of books, as well as of living contributions to the ranks of every learned profession. Thirty years later, we find the good Bishop Berkeley pausing from the lofty speculations which absorbed him, to send over to Yale College what was called "the finest collection of books that ever came together at one time into America.
Page 230 - ... to her situation with much more temper than you have done.' " " There is nothing that he is not master of. On asking him to-day what they called that weed in America, pointing to some fern; he said he knew it very well ; there was a deal of it in America, but he had never heard its name.
Page 193 - With wild surprise, As if to marble struck, devoid of sense, A stupid moment motionless she stood ; So stands the statue * that enchants the world, So bending tries to veil the matchless boast,. The mingled beauties ef exulting Greece.
Page 56 - Holy Father," said he, " you see what I gain in working for you ; and if the pain I suffer were not to be followed by the favor of God, what could I look for, while I am doing His work ?" The Pontiff could not but feel the power of Michael Angelo's words he could not but love him, and venerate his genius and his lofty piety. He laid his hand on his shoulders, and said, " You work for time, and for eternity do not doubt it.
Page 106 - ... fourth-class. I was never at the bottom ; emulation spurred me on until I surpassed or equalled the head boy ; but as soon as I reached the top, I fell back into a state of torpor. I was perhaps to be excused, as nothing could equal the dryness and insipidity of our studies. It is true that we translated Cornelius Nepos ; but none of us, probably not even the master himself, knew who the men were whose lives we were translating, nor their countries, nor the times in which they lived, nor the...
Page 214 - I hear every day ?" The heir hesitated a moment, then replied : " Pecking ? pecking ? Oh ! ay ! 't is the woodpeckers; they are in amazing quantities this year, leave the trees and attack the roofs of the houses, there is no driving them off.

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