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Page 12 - WEST. I. Creation of Adam. II. Creation of Eve. III. Their occupation. IV. Jabal (the father of such as dwell in tents, and of such as have cattle). V. Jubal (the father of all such as handle
Page 46 - In Santa Grace's holy precincts lie Ashes which make it holier, dust which is, Even in itself, an Immortality. Though there were nothing save the past, and this, The particle of those sublimities Which have relapsed to chaos : here repose Angelo's, Alfieri s bones, and his, The starry Galileo, with his woes ; Here Machiavelli's earth returned to whence it rose.
Page 80 - live in holy families, And the slow pine-woods ever climb and climb, Half up their breasts, just stagger as they seize Some grey crag, drop back into it many a time, And struggle blindly down the precipice." A more magnificent scene is not to be found in Italy.
Page 79 - with her birth begun, Had had no time for fading. So, Lily, from those July hours, No wonder we should call her: She looked such kinship to the flowers, Was but a little taller. A Tuscan Lily,—only white, As Dante, in abhorrence Of red corruption, wished aright The lilies of his Florence. The
Page 21 - He used to bring his quiet chair out, turned To Brunelleschi's church, and pour alone The lava of his spirit when it burned." As we linger at this traditional spot, it will be well to refresh our memories with the history of the great poet in whose footsteps we shall so often
Page 15 - In the old Tuscan town stands Giotto's tower, . The city of Florence blossoming in stone— A vision, a delight, and a desire, The builder's perfect and centennial flower.
Page 79 - Born in one July, she survived Alone to see a second. Bright-featured as the July sun Her little face still played in, And splendours, with her birth begun, Had had no time for fading. So, Lily, from those July hours, No wonder we should call her: She looked such kinship to the flowers, Was but a little taller.
Page 79 - You remember the piazzone there, the stand-place Of carriages abrim with Florence beauties, Who lean and melt to music as the band plays, Or smile and chat with some one who afoot is, Or on horseback, in observance of male duties. "Tis so pretty, in the afternoon