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الصفحة 275 - ... full of every thing which could make plenty in a French peasant's house and on the other side was a little wood, which furnished wherewithal to dress it.
الصفحة 261 - The strength and spirits that now enable me to write to you, are only owing to your last letter, a temporary gleam of sunshine. Heaven knows when it may shine again. I did not conceive till now, I own, what it was to lose you, nor felt the solitude and insipidity of my own condition before I possessed the happiness of your friendship.
الصفحة 260 - Bonstetten, to what a tedious length the few short moments of our life may be extended by impatience and expectation, till you had left me ; nor ever knew before with so strong a conviction how much this frail body sympathizes with the inquietude of the mind.
الصفحة 265 - ... has hitherto struggled against the stream of custom, passion, and ill company, even when you were but a child; and will you now give way to that stream when your strength is increased? Shall the jargon of French Sophists, the allurements of painted women com/me...
الصفحة 275 - L'air est plein d'une innombrable multitude de peuples de figure humaine, un peu...
الصفحة 260 - ... of our life may be extended by impatience and expectation, till you had left me : nor ever knew before with so strong a conviction how much this frail body sympathizes with the inquietude of the mind. I am grown old in the compass of less than three weeks, like the Sultan in the Turkish Tales, that did but plunge his head into a vessel of water and take it out again (as the standers-by affirm'd) at the command of a Dervish, and found he had pass'd many years in captivity and begot a large family...
الصفحة 263 - ALAS ! how do I every moment feel the truth of what I have somewhere read, " Ce n'est pas le voir, que de s'en souvenir ;" and yet that remembrance is the only satisfaction I have left. My life now is but a perpetual conversation with your shadow — the known sound of your voice still rings in my ears — there, on the corner of the fender, you are standing, or tinkling on the pianoforte, or stretched at length on the sofa.
الصفحة 266 - It is impossible for me to dissemble with you ; such as I am I expose my heart to your view, nor wish to conceal a single thought from your penetrating eyes.
الصفحة 232 - Alme Sol, curru nitido diem qui promis et celas aliusque et idem nasceris, possis nihil urbe Roma visere maius.
الصفحة 266 - ... me to dissemble with you ; such as I am I expose my heart to your view, nor wish to conceal a single thought from your penetrating eyes. All that you say to me, especially on the subject of Switzerland, is infinitely acceptable. It feels too pleasing ever to be fulfilled, and as often as I read over your truly kind letter, written long since from London, I stop at these- words : ' La mort qui peut glacer nos bras avant qu'ils soient entrelaces.