Rome, in the Nineteenth Century: Containing a Complete Account of the Ruins of the Ancient City, the Remains of the Middle Ages, and the Monuments of Modern Times, Volumen1
James Ballantyne, 1820
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Página xiii - Whatever withdraws us from the power of our senses ; whatever makes the past, the distant, or the future predominate over the present, advances us in the dignity of thinking beings. Far from me and from my friends be such frigid philosophy, as may conduct us indifferent and unmoved over any ground which has been dignified by wisdom, bravery, or virtue. That man is little to be envied, whose patriotism would not gain force upon the plain of Marathon, or whose piety would not grow • warmer among...
Página 167 - For softness she and sweet attractive grace: He for God only, she for God in him. His fair large front and eye sublime declared Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering, but not beneath his shoulders broad...
Página 52 - There must be nothing like it in the heavens above nor in the earth beneath nor in the waters under the earth ; and in many cases there is not.
Página 213 - His peroration is worth recalling; he said: "it was the boast of Augustus that he found Rome of brick and left it of marble.
Página 21 - Redeemer; not considering that they lived and walked the earth in human form ; but that " eye hath not seen, neither hath ear heard, neither hath it entered into the heart of man to conceive " that Supreme Being who dwelleth in the heavens eternal and alone.
Página 225 - Yet wandering, I found on my ruinous walk, By the dial-stone aged and green, One rose of the wilderness left on its stalk, To mark where a garden had been. Like a brotherless hermit, the last of its race, All wild in the silence of nature, it drew, From each wandering sun-beam, a lonely embrace For the night-weed and thorn overshadow'd the place, Where the flower of my forefathers grew.
Página 6 - In the famous group of the Wrestlers, the flexibility of the entwined limbs, the force of the muscles, and the life and action of the figures, are wonderful ; but the heads are totally destitute of meaning, and don't look as if they belonged to the bodies;* their fixed immoveable countenances have no marks even of that corporeal exertion, much less of that eager animation and passion which men struggling with each other in the heat of contest, and at the moment in which the victor triumphs over the...
Página 154 - ... a tanta mole di duo re insieme le ricchezze sole. 78 Sopra gli altri ornamenti ricchi e belli, ch'erano assai ne la gioconda stanza, v'era una fonte che per più ruscelli spargea freschissime acque in abondanza. Poste le mense avean quivi i donzelli; ch'era nel mezzo per ugual distanza: vedeva, e parimente veduta era da quattro porte de la casa altiera.
Página iii - Tis Rome requires our tears. The mistress of the world, the seat of empire, The nurse of heroes, the delight of gods, That humbled the proud tyrants of the earth, And set the nations free, Rome is no more.
Página 167 - God," is before us, and that his triumph is secure ; for vainly would a mortal presume to contend with him. He does not bend on us that serene eye. Some object more distant, but beneath him, for a moment attracts his regard. Some feeling of transient indignation and disdain swells his nostril, and slightly curls his full upper lip. Yet, dignified and unperturbed, conscious of his power and undoubting his success, he gives one proud glance to see the reptile he scorns perish by his dart, and scarcely...