Sketches of Paris: In Familiar Letters to His Friends, Band 2E. L. Carey & A. Hart, 1838 - 321 Seiten |
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... do nothing but that— " move still , still so , and own no other function . " - To me she ap- peared last night to have filled up entirely the illusion of the play - to have shuffled off this gross and clumsy humanity , and to belong to ...
... do nothing but that— " move still , still so , and own no other function . " - To me she ap- peared last night to have filled up entirely the illusion of the play - to have shuffled off this gross and clumsy humanity , and to belong to ...
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Seite 206 - What the state ought to take upon itself to direct by the public wisdom, and what it ought to leave, with as little interference as possible, to individual discretion.
Seite 186 - Mais elle e'tait du monde, ou les plus belles choses Ont le pire destin ; Et, rose, elle a vecu ce que vivent les roses, L'espace d'un matin.
Seite 180 - Heroes in animated marble frown, And legislators seem to think in stone.
Seite 29 - A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do Nothing but that ; move still, still so, and own No other function : Each your doing, So singular in each particular, Crowns what you are doing in the present deeds, That all your acts are queens.
Seite 152 - Au banquet de la vie, infortune convive J'apparus un jour, et je meurs; Je meurs, et sur ma tombe, oil lentement j'arrive Nul ne viendra verser des pleurs.
Seite 138 - ... mere visiter she lets off one worth only three francs and a half; but if a favorite, who never looks into the particulars of her bill and takes her lottery tickets, then you will see the whole heaven of her face in a blaze, and it does not expire suddenly, but like the fine twilight of a summer evening, dies away gently on her lips. Sometimes I have seen one flash out like...
Seite 146 - I do not know any community in which the honesty of a gentleman is so safe from contamination. It is certainly of much value in the life of an American gentleman to visit these old countries; if it were only to form a just estimate of his own, which he is continually liable to mistake, and always to overrate without objects of comparison ; " nimium se sestimet necesse est, gui se nemini comparal.
Seite 138 - Gibou keeps her little artillery at play during the whole of the dinner time, and has brought her smile under such a discipline as to suit it exactly to the passion to be represented, or the dignity of the person with whom she exchanges looks. You can tell any one who is in arrears as if you were her private secretary, or the wealth and liberality of a guest better than his banker, by her smile. If it be a surly knave, who counts the pennies with her, the little thing is strangled in its birth, and...
Seite 29 - He was displeased especially at the scantiness of the lady's wardrobe. I was born farther south, and could better bear it. The art of dressing has been carried often by the ladies to a blameable excess of quantity ; so much so, that a great wit said in his day, a woman was
Seite 115 - ... over him, and there he will be kept (except in August when he won't keep) for three whole days and as many nights; and if no one claims him, why then the king of the French sells him for ten francs to the doctors; and his clothes, after six months, belong to Francois, the steward, who has them altered for his dear little children, or sells them for second hand finery in the market. One of these suicides, as I have read in the Revue de Paris, was claimed the other day by his affectionate uncle,...