A Classical Tour Through Italy, An. MDCCCII.J. Mawman, 1821 |
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... Via Appia at Itri , and other places where it re- mains entire , of large stones fitted to each other in their original form , without being cut or broken for the purpose . There are on each side parapets raised about two feet above the ...
... Via Appia at Itri , and other places where it re- mains entire , of large stones fitted to each other in their original form , without being cut or broken for the purpose . There are on each side parapets raised about two feet above the ...
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... Via Appia , in conjunction with the preceding causes , may have filled , raised , and widened the narrow path in the middle . Thus the difficulties of the passage may have been re- moved , and the gloom that hung over it dissipated ...
... Via Appia , in conjunction with the preceding causes , may have filled , raised , and widened the narrow path in the middle . Thus the difficulties of the passage may have been re- moved , and the gloom that hung over it dissipated ...
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... Via Appia , and passed two rivers over two Roman bridges , still in good repair . From the first we had a de- lightful view of the mountains which we had passed , as the evening sun cast a strong golden glow over the shining verdure of ...
... Via Appia , and passed two rivers over two Roman bridges , still in good repair . From the first we had a de- lightful view of the mountains which we had passed , as the evening sun cast a strong golden glow over the shining verdure of ...
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... Via Appia ( Appian Way ) , he must naturally reflect on the slow and almost creeping pace of the ancients . Horace , while he acknowledges his own indolence in dividing one day's journey into two , seems to consider Forum " Ch . IV ...
... Via Appia ( Appian Way ) , he must naturally reflect on the slow and almost creeping pace of the ancients . Horace , while he acknowledges his own indolence in dividing one day's journey into two , seems to consider Forum " Ch . IV ...
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... Via Appia as have escaped destruction , as at Fondi and Mola , shew few traces of wear and decay after a duration of two thousand years . When hewn stones were used they were cut out into large blocks of two , three , or even five feet ...
... Via Appia as have escaped destruction , as at Fondi and Mola , shew few traces of wear and decay after a duration of two thousand years . When hewn stones were used they were cut out into large blocks of two , three , or even five feet ...
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371 ページ - 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 every flower, and darkens every green ; Deepens the murmur of the falling floods, And breathes a browner horror on the woods.
370 ページ - The darksome pines that o'er yon rocks reclin'd Wave high, and murmur to the hollow wind, The wand'ring streams that shine between the hills, The grots that echo to the tinkling rills, The dying gales that pant upon the trees, The lakes that quiver to the curling breeze; No more these scenes my meditation aid, Or lull to rest the visionary maid.
6 ページ - And all those erring paths describ'd so well, That Theseus conquer'd, and the monster fell. Here hapless Icarus had found his part, Had not the father's grief restrain'd his art. He twice essay'd to cast his son in gold; Twice from his hands he dropp'd the forming mould.
7 ページ - Who grac'd their age with new-invented arts: Those who to worth their bounty did extend, And those who knew that bounty to commend.
369 ページ - Insuperable height of loftiest shade, — Cedar, and pine, and fir, and branching palm, — A sylvan scene; and, as the ranks< ascend 140 Shade above shade, a woody theatre Of stateliest view.
503 ページ - It is good for me that thou hast humbled me, that I may learn thy justifications.
369 ページ - So on he fares, and to the border comes Of Eden, where delicious Paradise, Now nearer, crowns with her enclosure green...
274 ページ - Fremant omnes licet : dicam quod sentio : bibliothecas, mehercule, omnium philosophorum unus mihi videtur XII tabularum libellus, si quis legum fontes et capita viderit, et auctoritatis pondere, et utilitatis ubertate, superare.
2 ページ - Millions of spiritual creatures walk the earth Unseen, both when we wake, and when we sleep. All these with ceaseless praise his works behold Both day and night : how often from the steep Of echoing hill or thicket have we heard Celestial voices to the midnight air, Sole, or responsive each to other's note, Singing their great Creator ? oft in bands While they keep watch, or nightly rounding walk With heavenly touch of instrumental sounds In full harmonic number join'd, their songs Divide the night,...
78 ページ - My next desire is, void of care and strife, To lead a soft, secure, inglorious life — A country cottage near a crystal flood, A winding valley, and a lofty wood. Some god conduct me to the sacred shades, Where Bacchanals are sung by Spartan maids, Or lift me high to Haemus...