Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli: New York ; Europe ; HomewardR. Bentley, 1852 |
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... Madame Arconati , Marchioness Visconti . I have formed connexion with a fair and brilliant Polish lady , born Princess Radzivill . It is rather pleasant to come a little on the traces of these famous histories ; also , both these ladies ...
... Madame Arconati , Marchioness Visconti . I have formed connexion with a fair and brilliant Polish lady , born Princess Radzivill . It is rather pleasant to come a little on the traces of these famous histories ; also , both these ladies ...
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... Mrs. S. ? TO MADAME ARCONATI . Rome , January 14 , 1848. - What black and foolish calumnies are these on Mazzini ! It is as much for his interest as his honour to let things take their course , at present . To expect anything And on ...
... Mrs. S. ? TO MADAME ARCONATI . Rome , January 14 , 1848. - What black and foolish calumnies are these on Mazzini ! It is as much for his interest as his honour to let things take their course , at present . To expect anything And on ...
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... not plan decisively again . The enervating breath of Rome paralyses my body , but I know and love her . The expression , " City of the Soul , " designates her , and her alone . TO MADAME ARCONATI . Rome , May 27 , 1848. 176 EUROPE .
... not plan decisively again . The enervating breath of Rome paralyses my body , but I know and love her . The expression , " City of the Soul , " designates her , and her alone . TO MADAME ARCONATI . Rome , May 27 , 1848. 176 EUROPE .
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Margaret Fuller. TO MADAME ARCONATI . Rome , May 27 , 1848. - This is my last day at Rome . I have been passing several days at Subiaco and Tivoli , and return again to the country to - morrow . These scenes of natural beauty have filled ...
Margaret Fuller. TO MADAME ARCONATI . Rome , May 27 , 1848. - This is my last day at Rome . I have been passing several days at Subiaco and Tivoli , and return again to the country to - morrow . These scenes of natural beauty have filled ...
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... MADAME ARCONATI . Corpus Domini , June 22 , 1848. - I write such a great number of letters , having not less than a hundred correspondents , that it seems , every day , as if I had just written to each . There is no one , surely , this ...
... MADAME ARCONATI . Corpus Domini , June 22 , 1848. - I write such a great number of letters , having not less than a hundred correspondents , that it seems , every day , as if I had just written to each . There is no one , surely , this ...
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Page 2 - For woman is not undevelopt man, But diverse : could we make her as the man, Sweet Love were slain : his dearest bond is this, Not like to like, but like in difference. Yet in the long years liker must they grow ; The man be more of woman, she of man; He gain in sweetness and in moral height, Nor lose the wrestling thews that throw the world ; She mental breadth, nor fail in childward care, Nor lose the childlike in the larger mind ; Till at the last she set herself to man, Like perfect music unto...
Page 75 - Or mild concerns of ordinary life, A constant influence, a peculiar grace; But who, if he be called upon to face Some awful moment to which Heaven has joined Great issues, good or bad for human kind, Is happy as a lover; and attired With sudden brightness, like a man inspired ; And, through the heat of conflict, keeps the law In calmness made, and sees what he foresaw...
Page 75 - I go to prove my soul! I see my way as birds their trackless way. I shall arrive ! what time, what circuit first, I ask not: but unless God send his hail Or blinding fireballs, sleet or stifling snow, In some time, his good time, I shall arrive: He guides me and the bird. In his good time!
Page 2 - That time of year thou mayst in me behold When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang Upon those boughs which shake against the cold, Bare ruin'd choirs where late the sweet birds sang.
Page 1 - He that lacks time to mourn, lacks time to mend. Eternity mourns that. 'Tis an ill cure For life's worst ills, to have no time to feel them. Where sorrow's held intrusive and turned out, There wisdom will not enter, nor true power, Nor aught that dignifies humanity.
Page 97 - I was quite carried away with the rich flow of his discourse; and the hearty, noble earnestness of his personal being brought back the charm which once was upon his writing, before I wearied of it. I admired his Scotch, his way of singing his great, full sentences, so that each one was like the stanza of a narrative ballad.
Page 103 - He sings, rather than talks. He pours upon you a kind of satirical, heroical, critical poem, with regular cadences, and generally catching up, near the beginning, some singular epithet, which serves as a refrain when his song is full, or with which, as with a knitting needle, he catches up the stitches, if he has chanced, now and then, to let fall a row.