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الصفحة 95
... Prisoners of Chillon ; —but it is in Manfred that it riots and revels among the streams and water- fals , and groves , and mountains , and heavens . Irrelevant and ill- managed as many parts are of that grand drama , there is in the ...
... Prisoners of Chillon ; —but it is in Manfred that it riots and revels among the streams and water- fals , and groves , and mountains , and heavens . Irrelevant and ill- managed as many parts are of that grand drama , there is in the ...
الصفحة 176
... prisons regorgeaient de victimes entassées avec un tel désordre , que la lecture seule des re- gistres d'écrou prouvait à quel point était porté le mépris des lois et de l'humanité : indépendamment de celles que la procédure ordinaire ...
... prisons regorgeaient de victimes entassées avec un tel désordre , que la lecture seule des re- gistres d'écrou prouvait à quel point était porté le mépris des lois et de l'humanité : indépendamment de celles que la procédure ordinaire ...
الصفحة 177
... prisons presque journellement . Et cette horrible justification , qui n'eût dû servir qu'à livrer à la justice d'autres coupables , a suffi pour sauver ceux - ci . En vain les nombreuses irrégularités de ce jugement ont été dénoncées au ...
... prisons presque journellement . Et cette horrible justification , qui n'eût dû servir qu'à livrer à la justice d'autres coupables , a suffi pour sauver ceux - ci . En vain les nombreuses irrégularités de ce jugement ont été dénoncées au ...
الصفحة 294
... prisoner to the Hotel de Ville , to express his approbation of all that had been done . M. Necker , who had got as far as Brussels , was instantly recalled . Upwards of two millions of men took up arms in the country and it was mani ...
... prisoner to the Hotel de Ville , to express his approbation of all that had been done . M. Necker , who had got as far as Brussels , was instantly recalled . Upwards of two millions of men took up arms in the country and it was mani ...
الصفحة 357
... prisoner was detained in custody from 1661 till the time of his death in 1703 ; while Mon- mouth was going about in the English court and army till 1685 , when he was publickly executed in London ; and , supposing the difficulty of the ...
... prisoner was detained in custody from 1661 till the time of his death in 1703 ; while Mon- mouth was going about in the English court and army till 1685 , when he was publickly executed in London ; and , supposing the difficulty of the ...
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الصفحة 116 - And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wantoned with thy breakers — they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror — 'twas a pleasing fear, For I was as it were a child of thee, And trusted to thy billows far and near, And laid my hand upon thy mane — as I do here.
الصفحة 101 - The moon is up, and yet it is not night; Sunset divides the sky with her; a sea Of glory streams along the Alpine height Of blue Friuli's mountains; Heaven is free From clouds, but of all colours seems to be, — Melted to one vast Iris of the West, — Where the Day joins the past Eternity, While, on the other hand, meek Dian's crest Floats through the azure air — an island of the blest!
الصفحة 115 - Dark-heaving — boundless, endless and sublime, The image of eternity, the throne Of the Invisible ; even from out thy slime The monsters of the deep are made ; each zone Obeys thee; thou goest forth, dread, fathomless, alone.
الصفحة 107 - And mounts in spray the skies, and thence again Returns in an unceasing shower, which round, With its unemptied cloud of gentle rain, Is an eternal April to the ground, Making it all one emerald; — how profound The gulf! and how the giant element From rock to rock leaps with delirious bound, Crushing the cliffs, which, downward worn and rent With his fierce footsteps, yield in chasms a fearful vent...
الصفحة 107 - The roar of waters ! — from the headlong height Velino cleaves the wave-worn precipice ; The fall of waters ! rapid as the light The flashing mass foams shaking the abyss; The hell of waters ! where they howl and hiss, And boil in endless torture ; while the sweat Of their great agony, wrung out from this Their Phlegethon, curls round the rocks of jet That gird the gulf around, in pitiless horror set, LXX.
الصفحة 192 - Party is a body of men united, for promoting by their joint endeavours the national interest, upon some particular principle in which they are all agreed.
الصفحة 115 - The wrecks are all thy deed, nor doth remain A shadow of man's ravage, save his own, When, for a moment, like a drop of rain, He sinks into thy depths with bubbling groan, Without a grave, unknell'd, uncoffin'd, and unknown. His steps are not upon thy paths, — thy fields Are not a spoil for him...
الصفحة 114 - It will not bear the brightness of the day, Which streams too much on all years, man, have reft away.
الصفحة 116 - Ye ! who have traced the Pilgrim to the scene Which is his last, if in your memories dwell A thought which once was his, if on ye swell...
الصفحة 109 - Scipios' tomb contains no ashes now; The very sepulchres lie tenantless Of their heroic dwellers: dost thou flow, Old Tiber! through a marble wilderness? Rise, with thy yellow waves, and mantle her distress.