Voyage en Angleterre pendant les années 1810 et 1811; avec des observations, 第 1 巻



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236 ページ - For forms of government let fools contest— That which is best administered is best...
452 ページ - Credunt enim homines rationem suam verbis imperare; sed fit etiam ut verba vim suam super intellectum retorqueant et reflectant; quod philosophiam et scientias reddidit sophisticas et inactivas.
115 ページ - Tous ces crimes d'État qu'on fait pour la couronne, Le ciel nous en absout alors qu'il nous la donne, Et, dans le sacré rang où sa faveur l'a mis, Le passé devient juste et l'avenir permis.
210 ページ - Here let us sweep The boundless landscape; now the raptured eye, Exulting swift, to huge Augusta send, Now to the sister hills that skirt her plain, To lofty Harrow now, and now to where Majestic Windsor lifts his princely brow.
493 ページ - Notre-Dame : Parfait Anglais, voyageant sans dessein, Achetant cher de modernes antiques, Regardant tout avec un air hautain, Et méprisant les saints et leurs reliques.
104 ページ - Là, le long de ces lits où gémit le malheur, Victime des secours plus que de la douleur, L'ignorance, en courant, fait sa ronde homicide; L'indifférence observe, et le hasard décide. Mais la pitié revient achever ses travaux, Sépare les douleurs, et distingue les maux, Les recommande à l'art que sa bonté seconde ; Tantôt, les...
401 ページ - The best laid schemes o' mice an' men Gang aft a-gley, An' lea'e us nought but grief an' pain For promis'd joy. Still thou art blest compar'd wi' me! The present only toucheth thee: But oh! I backward cast my e'e On prospects drear! An' forward tho' I canna see, I guess an
204 ページ - Will several different courses sail ; As when the sea breaks o'er its bounds, And overflows the level grounds, Those banks and dams, that, like a screen, Did keep it out, now keep it in ; So when tyrannical usurpation Invades the freedom of a nation, The laws o' th' land, that were intended To keep it out, are made defend it.
36 ページ - Tis pleasant, through the loopholes of retreat, To peep at such a world ; to see the stir Of the great Babel, and not feel the crowd ; To hear the roar she sends through all her gates At a safe distance, where the dying sound Falls a soft murmur on the uninjured ear.
169 ページ - Catches her child, and pointing where the waves Foam through the shatter'd vessel, shrieks aloud As one poor wretch that spreads his piteous arms For succour, swallow'd by the roaring surge, As now another, dash'd against the rock, Drops lifeless down: Oh!