Mementoes, historical and classical, of a tour through part of France, Switzerland, and Italy, in the years 1821 and 1822: including a summary history of the principal cities and of the most memorable revolutions; a description of the famed edifices, and works of art, ancient, as well as modern; with an account of some of the most striking classic fictions and ceremonies; and of such relics still remaining ...
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Page 178 - I saw young Harry, with his beaver on, His cuisses on his thighs, gallantly arm'd, Rise from the ground like feather'd Mercury, And vaulted with such ease into his seat As if an angel dropp'd down from the clouds, To turn and wind a fiery Pegasus, And witch the world with noble horsemanship.
Page 28 - I see before me the Gladiator lie : He leans upon his hand — his manly brow Consents to death, but conquers agony, And his droop'd head sinks gradually low — And through his side the last drops, ebbing slow From the red gash, fall heavy, one by one, Like the first of a thunder-shower; and now The arena swims around him — he is gone, Ere ceased the inhuman shout which hail'd the wretch who won.
Page 169 - OH ! had we some bright little isle of our own, In a blue summer ocean, far off and alone, Where a leaf never dies in the still blooming bowers, And the bee banquets on through a whole year of flowers ; Where the sun loves to pause With so fond a delay, That the night only draws A thin veil o'er the day; Where simply to feel that we breathe, that we live, Is worth the best joy that life elsewhere can give.
Page 40 - Mavortis in antro Procubuisse lupam : geminos huic ubera circum Ludere pendentes pueros, et lambere matrem Impavidos : illam tereti cervice reflexam Mulcere alternos, et corpora fingere lingua.
Page 196 - Caught her dishevel'd hair and rich attire; Her crown and jewels crackled in the fire: From thence the fuming trail began to spread And lambent glories danc'd about her head.
Page 109 - O'er whose unhappy waters, void of light, No bird presumes to steer his airy flight ; Such deadly stenches from the depth arise, And steaming sulphur, that infects the skies.
Page 49 - Access we sought, nor was access denied: Radiant she came ; the portals open'd wide : The goddess mild invites the guests to stay: They blindly follow where she leads the way. I only wait behind, of all the train : I waited long, and...
Page 52 - And fills the city with his hideous cries : A ghastly band of giants hear the roar, And, pouring down the mountains, crowd the shore. Fragments they rend from off the craggy brow, And dash the ruins on the ships below...
Page 105 - Thus solemn rites and holy vows we paid To all the phantom-nations of the dead ; Then died the sheep : a purple torrent flow'd, And all the caverns smoked with streaming blood. When lo ! appear'd along the dusky coasts, Thin, airy shoals of visionary ghosts : Fair, pensive youths, and soft enamour'd maids ; And wither'd elders, pale and wrinkled shades ; Ghastly with wounds the forms of warriors slain Stalk'd with majestic port, a martial train : These and a thousand more swarm'd o'er the ground,...