Corsica: Picturesque, Historical, and Social: with a Sketch of the Early Life of Napoleon, and an Account of the Bonaparte, Paoli, Pozzo Di Borgo, and Other Principal Families: Suggested by a Tour in the Island in 1852

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Parry & M'Millan, 1855 - 514 pages
 

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Page 316 - Saul and Jonathan were lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death they were not divided: they were swifter than eagles, they were stronger than lions. Ye daughters of Israel, weep over Saul: who clothed you in scarlet, with other delights, who put on ornaments of gold upon your apparel.
Page 316 - Jonathan, thou wast slain in thine high places. I am distressed for thee, my brother Jonathan : very pleasant hast thou been unto me : thy love to me was wonderful, passing the love of women.
Page 315 - Ye mountains of Gilboa, let there be no dew, neither let there be rain, upon you, nor fields of offerings: for there the shield of the mighty is vilely cast away, the shield of Saul, as though he had not been anointed with oil.
Page 316 - Forbear (he cried) this violence of woes ; First to the palace let the car proceed, Then pour your boundless sorrows o'er the dead.
Page 316 - For Ilion now (her great defender slain) Shall sink a smoking ruin on the plain. Who now protects her wives with guardian care? Who saves her infants from the rage of war? Now hostile fleets must waft those infants o'er...
Page 318 - If some proud brother eyed me with disdain, Or scornful sister with her sweeping train, Thy gentle accents soften'd all my pain. For thee I mourn, and mourn myself in thee, The wretched source of all this misery. The fate I caused, for ever I bemoan; Sad Helen has no friend, now thou art gone! Through Troy's wide streets abandon'd shall I roam! In Troy deserted, as abhorr'd at home!
Page 318 - Seduced this soft, this easy heart of mine !) Yet was it ne'er my fate, from thee to find A deed ungentle, or a word unkind...
Page 109 - Oh, thou Pisa ! shame Of all the people, who their dwelling make In that fair region, where the Italian voice Is heard ; since that thy neighbours are so slack To punish, from their deep foundations rise Capraia and Gorgona,1 and dam up The mouth of Arno ; that each soul in thee May perish in the waters.
Page 237 - It never was our guise To slight the poor, or aught humane despise; For Jove unfolds our hospitable door, 'Tis Jove that sends the stranger and the poor.
Page 484 - Yet here all products and all plants abound, Sprung from the fruitful genius of the ground ; Fields waving high with heavy crops are seen, And vines that flourish in eternal green, Refreshing meads along the murmuring main, And fountains streaming down the fruitful plain.

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