Williams's Letters: Letters written in France in the summer 1790 ... The 4th ed
G. G. and J. Robinson, 1794 - France
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Page 88 - 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 ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Page 88 - But o'er the twilight groves and dufky.caves, Long-founding ailes, and intermingled graves,. Black Melancholy fits, and round her throws A death-like filence, and a dread repofe ; Her gloomy prefence faddens all the fcene, Shades ev'ry flow'r, and darkens ev'ry green, Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
Page 185 - I am glad you think that a friend's having been persecuted, imprisoned, maimed, and almost murdered under the ancient government of France, is a good excuse for loving the Revolution. What, indeed, but friendship could have led my attention from the annals of imagination to the records of politics...
Page 211 - ... feems to be profcribing every art and fcience: and we cannot much wonder that the French, having received fo fmall a legacy of public happinefs from their forefathers, and being fenfible of the poverty of their own patrimony, fhould try new methods of tranfmitting a richer inheritance to their pofterity.
Page 210 - Why fliould they not be fiiffered to make an experiment in politics? I have always been told, that the improvement of every fcience depends upon experiment. But I now hear, that, inftead of their new attempt to form the great machine of fociety upon a...
Page 158 - Every one fympathized in the fate of this unfortunate young man, and execrated the tyranny of his unrelenting father. The univerfal clamour reached the ear of his brother, Monf, De B , who now, for...
Page 51 - The leaders of the French revolution, are men well acquainted with the human heart. They have not trusted merely to the force of reason, but have studied to interest in their cause the most powerful passions of human nature, by the appointment of solemnities perfectly calculated to awaken that general sympathy which is caught from heart to heart with irresistible energy, fills...
Page 137 - ... into the power of his implacable father. At the hour of midnight his meditations were interrupted by the found of feet 'approaching...
Page 12 - We drove under that porch which so many wretches have entered never to repass, and, alighting from the carriage, descended with difficulty into the dungeons, which were too low to admit of our standing upright, and so dark that we were obliged at noon-day to visit them with the light of a candle. We saw the hooks of those chains by which the prisoners were fastened round the neck to the walls of their cells ; many of which, being below the level of the water, are in a constant state of humidity...
Page 28 - at her breast a medallion made of a stone of the Bastille polished. In the middle of the medallion, ' Liberte ' was written in diamonds ; above was marked, in diamonds, the planet that shone on the 14th of July ; and below was seen the moon, of the size she appeared that memorable night. The medallion was set in a branch of laurel, composed of emeralds, and tied at the top with the national cockade, formed of brilliant stones of the three national colours.