Tour in England, Ireland and France in the years 1828 and 1829 by a German Prince, Volume 2 |
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Page 82 - The sky is changed ! — and such a change ! Oh night, And storm, and darkness, ye are wondrous strong, Yet lovely in your strength, as is the light Of a dark eye in woman ! Far along, From peak to peak, the rattling crags among Leaps the live thunder ! Not from one lone cloud, But every mountain now hath found a tongue, And Jura answers, through her misty shroud, Back to the joyous Alps, who call to her aloud!
Page 263 - Quand on a tout perdu, quand on n'a plus d'espoir, La vie est un opprobre, et la mort un devoir.
Page 83 - And this is in the night : most glorious night ! Thou wert not sent for slumber ! let me be A sharer in thy fierce and far delight — A portion of the tempest, and of thee ! How the lit lake shines, a phosphoric sea, And the big rain comes dancing to the earth ! And now again 'tis black— and now the glee Of the loud hills shakes with its mountain-mirth, As if they did rejoice o'er a young earthquake's birth.
Page 103 - O, that is only a romance," said she ; " you may read it without any qualms of conscience."' " Very well," thought I ; probably that will apply to your travels too, — " but this I kept to myself. " Ah," said she, " believe me, it is only ennui that sets my pen in motion ; our destiny in this world is such a wretched one that I try to forget it in writing.
Page 121 - is this: I give my word of honor most solemnly to myself to do or to leave undone this or that. I am of course extremely cautious in the use of this expedient, but when once the word is given, even though I...
Page 184 - Fifth was born. A lofty statue of him adorns the roof of the town-hall; but nothing remains of the castle in which he first saw the light, save an ornamented Gothic window, and a court in which turkeys, geese and ducks were fattened. This would have been more suitable to the birth-place of FalstafF. I went into a bookseller's shop to buy a ' Guide,' and unexpectedly made the acquaintance of a very amiable family. It consisted of the old bookseller, his wife, and two pretty daughters, the most perfect...
Page 94 - The English, like true Turks, keep the intellects of their wives and daughters in as narrow bounds as possible, with a view of securing their absolute and exclusive property in them as much as possible, and in general their success is perfect.* A foreigner serves as an amusement, a plaything to Englishwomen, but always inspires them with some degree of fear and reserve. It is extremely rare for them to bestow as much of their confidence upon him as upon a...
Page 187 - were I in the slightest difficulty, I should not be too proud to accept so kind an offer ; but as this is not in the least degree the case, I shall lay claim to your generosity in another way, and beg permission to be allowed to carry back to the Continent a kiss from each of the fair girls of Monmouth.' This was granted, amid much laughter and goodnatured resignation. Thus freighted, I went back to...
Page 247 - And surely the English nation ought in justice to do something for the man who invented starched cravats! How many did I see in London in the enjoyment of large sinecures, who had done far less for their country. As I took my leave, and was going down stairs, he opened the door and called after me, "J'espere que vous trouverez votre chemin, mon Suisse n'est pas la, je crains.
Page 131 - I must mention them as characteristic, for I never in my life saw worse calligraphy or a more negligent style from a lady's pen. The aim of the great authoress was manifest; — to announce the most perfect ' insouciance,' the most entire