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George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 8: (search)
he did not repay. A younger daughter of Mad. Bonaparte came from the convent, where she had been educated, when she was fourteen, eagerly desiring to return to the convent for life. This pious young creature married Mr. Wyse, the gentleman and scholar, and made for herself the most notoriously bad character.—Note by Mr. Ticknor, 1860. . . . . The daughter of Madame by her first husband, Anna, is a most beautiful creature, about seventeen; just going to be married to Prince Hercolani of Bologna,—a love-match which promises much happiness. She has not much talent, and no showy accomplishments, but has a sweet disposition and affectionate ways. This is all the family I meet. Two other daughters are at the convent, and a son at college. This is a fair account of the society at Rome for this winter. It never interferes with other occupations, for nobody dines until dark, and nobody visits in the daytime . . . . . In the evening a stranger feels very desolate; and I have always
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), chapter 26 (search)
249. Bell, John, 173, 174, 180. Bell, Joseph, 7. Benci, 174. Benecke, Professor, 70, 76, 79, 82. Berchet, Giovanni, 450. Berg, President von, 122. Berlin, visits, 109, 493-503. Bernard, General, 350. Bertrand, Favre, 153, 155. Bigelow, Dr., Jacob, 12, 316 note, 319. Bigelow, Timothy, 13. Blake, George, 20. Bligh, President, 372. Blumenbach, Madame, 103. Blumenbach, Professor, 70, 71, 80, 85, 94, 103-105, 121. Blumner, Madame de, 481. Bohl von Faber, 236 and note. Bologna, visits, 166. Bombelles, Count H., 246, 247. Bonaparte, Christine (Countess Posse), 182, 183 note, 446 Bonaparte, Emperor Napoleon I., return from Elba, 49; Dr. Parr on, 50; Byron's feeling for, 60; anecdotes of, 61, 123. Bonaparte, Jerome, King of Westphalia, 83, 84, 111. Bonaparte, Letizia (Madame Mere), 181. Bonaparte, Louis, 181. Bonaparte, Lucien, 181, 182. Bonaparte, Madame, Lucien, 182, 183. Bonaparte, Pauline. See Borghese. Bonstetten, Baron de, 153, 156, 157,
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 2: (search)
assed the morning in inquiries about the cholera and cordons, . . . . with the general conclusion which I came to at Turin, that Castel Franco, between Modena and Bologna, is the best place for us to undergo the quarantine, without which neither Florence nor Rome can be reached. The governor of Lombardy was very civil to me, and sking like the poor souls in Virgil who are not permitted to pass over the Styx . . . . . However, we did not stop to think much of such things, but hastened on to Bologna, where we were glad indeed to find ourselves again amidst the somewhat cheerless comforts of a huge Italian palazzo, turned into an inn. As soon as we were establabstinence of a full fortnight. . . . . The evening I spent with Mad. Martinetti, with whom, nineteen years ago, I spent the only two evenings I ever passed in Bologna. See Vol. I. pp. 166,167. She is not as beautiful as she was then, when she had recently sat to Gerard as the model for his Corinna improvisating on Cape Mise
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 3: (search)
erty, but of indolent habits and perverted tastes, which, while they prevent their possessors from making an effort for better things, do not prevent them from feeling there are such things, and being partly ashamed that they do not enjoy them. No doubt the fortunes of the highest class have been impaired, even within the last twenty years, and men who could once receive in state are now obliged to sell their galleries and rent their palaces. This has been eminently the case at Venice and Bologna, and partly so at Florence. But this will not account for the state of social life throughout Italy; still less for the low state of intellectual culture, especially among Italian women. Being anxious to establish his family for the winter, Mr. Ticknor left Florence on the 1st of December, and arrived in Rome on the 5th. They took up their quarters that same day in a large and delightful apartment on the southwestern slope of the Monte Pincio, where they had a broad view of the city,
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 5: (search)
holas. Inside, not only its bold and solemn style throughout is effective, but there are interesting works of art,—very interesting. A Madonna by Ghirlandajo is excellent; two kneeling angels in marble on the altar of the sacrament, by Civitelli, 1470,—whose works are hardly found except here and in this neighborhood,—and a St. Sebastian, also by him, in 1484, are marvellous for the time when they were produced, and beautiful and full of deep meaning for any age. An altar-piece by John of Bologna, with the figures of the Saviour and St. Peter on one side and Paul of Lucca on the other, Statues. is one of the few satisfying representations of the Saviour I have ever looked upon, or perhaps I should rather say one of the few that do not offend the feelings when you look at it. It is of 1579. . . . . We went, too, to the palace where the Duke of Lucca has, not a large collection of pictures, but an admirable one, distributed through a few beautifully furnished rooms, where they can <
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 6: (search)
rst dawning of tradition, seven hundred years before Christ. At this rate, he will not, by the time we leave Paris next spring, have reached the Arabs. He lectures at the Sorbonne, whose ancient halls are now as harmless as they were once formidable, and has an audience thus far of about fifty or sixty persons, not more than half of whom are young men. He is very learned and acute, but too minute and elaborate. In the evening I went to Mad. Martinetti's, Countess Rossi-Martinetti of Bologna. See Vol. I. p. 166, and Vol. II. p. 47. who is here for the winter. She is as winning as ever, and as full of knowledge and accomplishments, but her beauty is somewhat faded. There were a few people there, and it was pleasant, but I did not stay long. December 19.—In the evening I went to Count Moleas, at the Hotel des Affaires Etrangeres, where, as on the evening when I was presented, I found his large saloon full of the foreign ambassadors, and the great notabilityes of the coun
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), Chapter 17: (search)
ic Thun, the civil Viceroy of Lombardy and Venice, as Radetzky is the military; neither having the title, but all the power. . . . . In Milan I found friends old and new, and occupation enough for the five days we stopped there. And then such a journey as we had for seven days to Florence; not a cloud in the sky, so to speak; no wind, no heat, no cold, no dust; the carriage always open, and breathing and living a pleasure in such an atmosphere. We paused at Piacenza, Pavia, Modena, and Bologna, so that the ladies could see everything they wanted to see, and drove down into Florence on the 2d of November through hedge-rows of myrtle and roses. There we stopped thirteen days. I had a good deal to do for the Library, in establishing a permanent agency, and ordering the purchase of books. But I went to see the old things that most interested me, in my three previous visits, and look forward to my fifth next spring, with added pleasure and interest. Society is abundant there, and
George Ticknor, Life, letters and journals of George Ticknor (ed. George Hillard), chapter 30 (search)
, Mrs., II. 263. Blumenbach, Madame, I. 103. Blumenbach, Professor, I. 70, 71, 80, 85, 94, 103, 104, 105, 121. Blumner, Madame de, I. 481. Boccaccio's house at Certaldo, II. 91. Bodenhausen, II. 6. Bohl von Faber, I. 236 and note. Bologna, visits, I. 166, II. 47. Bolognetti-Cenci, Count and Countess, II 71. Bombelles. Count, II. 35, 49. Bombelles, Count, Henri, 1. 246, 247, II. 6, 11, 12 Bonaparte, Caroline, widow of Murat, II. 60, 127, 141 Bonaparte, Christine (C. 502. Prussia, Frederic William IV. King of, II. 330, 331, 332, 333, 340, 341. Prussia, Prince of, II. 331 and note. Puibusque, A. de, II. 288, 355. Purgstall, Baroness, 11. 8. Putland, Mr. and Mrs., I. 425. Q Quarantine near Bologna, II. 46, 47. Quebec, visits, I. 386. Quetelet, M., I. 450. Quincy, lion. Josiah, I. 339, 345, 368. Quincy, Mrs. J., I. 345. Quinet, Edgar, II. 101, 127. R Raczynski, Count, I. 495, 501, II. 330. Radetzky, Marshal, II 336, 33
James Russell Lowell, Among my books, Dante. (search)
Of the order of Dante's studies nothing can be certainly affirmed. His biographers send him to Bologna, Padua, Paris, Naples, and even Oxford. All are doubtful, Paris and Oxford most of all, and the dates utterly undeterminable. Yet all are possible, nay, perhaps probable. Bologna and Padua we should be inclined to place before his exile; Paris and Oxford, if at all, after it. If no argumentent. Cardinal Poggetto (du Poiet) caused Dante's treatise De Monarchid to be publicly burned at Bologna, and proposed further to dig up and burn the bones of the poet at Ravenna, as having been a herended in his death, December 21, 1375. Among his successors were Filippo Villani and Filelfo. Bologna was the first to follow the example of Florence, Benvenuto da Imola having begun his lectures, the different dialects of Italy. From the particularity with which it treats of the dialect of Bologna, it has been supposed to have been written in that city, or at least to furnish an argument in
James Russell Lowell, Among my books, Spenser (search)
ecay of might, It strength to me supplies, and cheers my dulled spright. Spenser seems here to confess a little weariness; but the alacrity of his mind is so great that, even where his invention fails a little, we do not share his feeling nor suspect it, charmed as we are by the variety and sweep of his measure, the beauty or vigor of his similes, the musical felicity of his diction, and the mellow versatility of his pictures. In this last quality Ariosto, whose emulous pupil he was, is as Bologna to Venice in the comparison. That, when the personal allusions have lost their meaning and the allegory has become a burden, the book should continue to be read with delight, is proof enough, were any wanting, how full of life and light and the other-worldliness of poetry it must be. As a narrative it has, I think, every fault of which that kind of writing is capable. The characters are vague, and, even were they not, they drop out of the story so often and remain out of it so long, that
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