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George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 1: (search)
could be easier or more degage than the tone at table. At first, the conversation was mere commonplace gossip. We had good Johannisberg, of course, and the Princess made some jokes about her selling it to the Americans, to which the Prince added, that he had an agent in New York for the purpose, and that we could buy there as good wine as he gives to his friends in Vienna. In the midst of this, a secretary came in and delivered a despatch, that moment received, he said, by express from Paris. The news of the attempt to assassinate Louis Philippe, as he was going to Neuilly, had been received by telegraph a couple of days before, but as nothing had come since, everybody was curious to know the details. The Prince opened his packet at once, but found little news in it, as it was sent off immediately after the event. It contained, however, the name of the assassin, Alibaud, and the fact that he was a native of Nismes, and twenty-five years old; this being all M. d'appony had be
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 2: (search)
he Mississippi under French control. Talleyrand told me, in 1818, that the offer was made to himself; and Laharpe was in Paris, and used to see Burr occasionally at the time he was there, but says he was never looked upon with favor or respect. He told me, too, that, being at the headquarters of the allies as they were advancing upon Paris, in 1814, Lord Castlereagh, after hearing of the occupation of Eastport and the lower part of Maine, said, one day, rubbing his hands with some satisfactaharpe had sent him, just before, one of Jefferson's messages to Congress, which had been furnished him by Joel Barlow at Paris. To this the Emperor replied:— I should be extremely happy—I believe I remember the words, and that my translation is I saw him last,—was exiled in 1821, for some part he took in the affairs for which Pellico suffered; passed two years in Paris, where he married a granddaughter of Count Segur; came back, and was still not permitted to enter Turin, but passed two y<
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 3: (search)
s arranged in the antechamber, while within was opened a noble suite of rooms richly furnished, and a company collected just as it is in one of the great salons of Paris. The Princess, indeed, is a Frenchwoman, granddaughter of the Duke de la Rochefoucauld, who wrote travels in the United States; and the Prince, though of Italian blood, lived at Paris for thirty years and until about two years ago, when he came to the title and estates and removed to Rome. I brought them letters, but I knew them formerly, both at Florence and Paris, . . . . and they received me most kindly. See Vol. I. p. 256. The Prince Borghese is now, I suppose, fifty-five yearsPrincess Borghese's, where I met the Chigis, Lord Stuart de Rothesay, and only one or two other persons. Lord Stuart, who was thirteen years British Ambassador at Paris, remembered me, and reminded me of a conversation I had with him eighteen years ago, which surprised me very much, as I never saw him but once. December 25.—A r
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 4: (search)
was at table but the Prussian Minister, Colonel Mure, Monsignor Wiseman, and Lady Westmoreland, who, if not a very gentle person, is full of talent, spirit, and talk. . . . Afterwards we went to Prince Massimo's, and took Anna with us, by special invitation, to see we knew not what. It turned out to be a glass-blower, who made small articles with a good deal of neatness, and amused some children and grown people very well. Such an exhibition would not have been thought very princely in Paris or London, nor very remarkable anywhere; but the good-nature of the Romans is satisfied with very small entertainment. March 3.—. . . . . In the afternoon we went to Overbeck's atelier. . . . . He had little to show us, except the cartoon for a large picture, which is to be an allegory on art, and is full of his deep meanings. I saw nothing, however, better than his Christ entering Jerusalem, the original of which I saw here almost twenty years ago, and which is now at Lubeck. He himsel
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 5: (search)
nt me Mazzei's Memoirs of himself and a quantity of letters and papers from Franklin, Jefferson, the King of Poland,—Stanislaus, —whose Charge d'affaires he was at Paris, Abbe Mably, John Adams, etc. It all looked very curious, some of it quite piquant; but I could only read a little, for it is a large folio volume of about four hu perfectly uniform and simple elegance of manners. We dined with them twice, and were much with them besides, and count upon the pleasure of meeting them again in Paris. At their house we met Quinet, who, I hear,—for the first time,—is to be numbered among the living French poets of some note; a man about five-and-thirty, with a good deal of self-sufficiency; au reste, with something epigrammatic and smart in his conversation. . . . . On the way to Paris in the autumn,—having left Heidelberg on the 24th of August,—the party stopped at Frankfort and Wiesbaden. At Bonn,— I had an agreeable meeting with my old friend Welcker, kind and learned
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 6: (search)
out Count Confalonieri, who has lately been in Paris, and been sent away by the Police. See Vol.y else, and extremely sorry not to find him in Paris. . . . October 6.—I dined at the de Brogliehe rejoices in the opportunity to come back to Paris. I talked with her about the elections and Frry road by which he had come from it, quitting Paris within twenty-four hours. Confalonieri repliedn diplomacy, and a good deal of the fashion of Paris. But this is the first party that has been git this rate, he will not, by the time we leave Paris next spring, have reached the Arabs. He lectueeting for learned men than any I have seen in Paris. December 26.—I spent an hour this morning orm of soiree different from the common one at Paris; almost everybody gravely seated at whist,—dep The Russians are hardly permitted to come to Paris now, or, if they do come, hardly dare to be pr of the city; so much is everything changed in Paris. The bad part of the matter, however, was tha[18 more...
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 7: (search)
his beautiful wife, now spending the winter in Paris, on leave of absence from St. Petersburg, wherfer to a stranger used to the grands salons of Paris. I am something of his mind, and shall hardly is a very extraordinary person; but he leaves Paris in a few days. February 17.—We spent the evno means universal in the brilliant saloons of Paris. February 18.—I went to Thiers' to-night be. . . Our friends the Arconatis are come to Paris, and it gave us great pleasure to-day to have society by its appearance in the two salons in Paris whose political consequence is the most grave,lation to other cities, Mr. Ticknor on leaving Paris devoted several pages of his Journal to remar immoral and demoralizing than the theatres of Paris, and the popular literature of the day. It is lish. Though there are thirty thousand now in Paris, they can hardly get any foothold in French soto get to London, and still more impatient to get home. I am wearied of Europe, as I am of Paris. [5 more...]<
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 8: (search)
Journal. March 19.—We had a very good passage across the Channel. . . . . Notwithstanding a little regret at leaving the picturesque old Continent, and a good deal of regret at leaving a few friends, and the easy society of the salons at Paris, I was well pleased to set my feet once more on British earth. . . . . A letter from Kenyon inviting us to dine with him next Saturday, and one we received, just as we were packing up in Paris, from Lord Fitzwilliam, asking us to pass a week or fParis, from Lord Fitzwilliam, asking us to pass a week or fortnight at Milton, made us feel welcome on the kindred soil, and reminded us anew how far-reaching is English hospitality. March 20.—From Dover to Rochester. English posting is certainly very comfortable. The four fine horses we had, with two neat postilions, going always with a solidity that makes the speed less perceptible, contrasted strongly with the ragged beasts of all kinds to which we had been for three years accustomed. . . . . London, March 23.—We had a good many visits to-da<
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 9: (search)
l knowledge than anybody I have met with in England, except Hallam . . . . I was curious for old Spanish books, but the Bodleian, vast as it is, and even with Douce's rare collection added to it, making in all nearly half a million volumes, is yet miserably deficient in Spanish literature. . . . . I was much disappointed, for I thought I should have found a great deal in odd corners; but Bandinel evidently had the whole collection by heart, just as Von Praet used to have the Royal Library at Paris, and he could find nothing really rare or valuable. I went afterwards with Cotton to Peters at Merton, and went over his fine old College, with its curious and strange library, where some of the books are still chained, and the arrangement is much the same as in the Laurentian at Florence, both belonging to nearly the same period. May 17.—I breakfasted this morning with Cotton, in his nice suite of rooms in Christ Church, and met there Peters, Bunsen,—son of my old friend, the Prussian M
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 11: (search)
in France can hardly be imagined. But whether it be able to do anything for the formation of a government that will protect property and life, is very doubtful. For the first month, during which we have an account of the progress of things in Paris,—or rather the first forty days,—the work of destruction and the dissolution of society has gone on faster than it ever did before, in any period of the world's history. Power has been wholly in the hands of an irresponsible mob, to whom the worthat no good was to come—except as God brings good out of evil—from the violent changes that began in the South of Europe and in France last winter, because they saw plainly that, if the institutions of society are once destroyed,—as they were in Paris in February, March, and April,—they can be reconstructed only on the basis of a military despotism, and in the presence and by the authority of the bayonet. But you will, perhaps, be somewhat surprised to learn that the great mass of our pe
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