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Margaret Fuller, Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli (ed. W. H. Channing), chapter 11 (search)
me time you will have light from all. Milan, Aug. 9, 1847.— Passing from Florence, I came to Bologna. A woman should love Bologna, for there has the intellect of woman been cherished. In their CBologna, for there has the intellect of woman been cherished. In their Certosa, they proudly show the monument to Matilda Tambreni, late Greek professor there. In their anatomical hall, is the bust of a woman, professor of anatomy. In art, they have had Properzia di Ro 10, 1847.—Since writing you from Florence, I have passed the mountains; two full, rich days at Bologna; one at Ravenna; more than a fortnight at Venice, intoxicated with the place, and with Venetian infatuated, has some bad qualities, and in what is good a certain wild nature or diablerie. Bologna is truly an Italian city, one in which I should like to live; full of hidden things, and its woism that characterized all her conduct. The civic guard was ordered to prepare for marching to Bologna. Under date of August 17th, Ossoli writes:— Mia Cara! How deplorable is my state! I have suff<
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 11. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Sketch of the Lee Memorial Association. (search)
dy. His first point was Paris, where he became a pupil of Couture and learned to draw from the nude. Couture had been a student of Paul de la Roche, and was then in the height of his popularity. After remaining for some time under his instruction, he set out again for the goal of his desires. Italy, the shrine of all the arts. He lingered in intoxicated delight amid the galleries of Milan, Verona, Florence, Rome, going even as far south as Naples. He studied Michael Angelo and John of Bologna, and the splendid antique of the Vatican, and mulitudes of the old masters and the modern ones, until his whole nature was saturated, as it were, and he became restless to put to account the stores he was laying up. He returned to Florence and placed himself under the instruction of Bonauti, the friend of Canova and the pupil of Thorwaldsen. The year after this we find the young artist at Dresden, with the view of becoming the pupil of Rietschel, the famous sculptor there. But he found
Southern Historical Society Papers, Volume 27. (ed. Reverend J. William Jones), Oration and tender of the monument. (search)
in life, and that their names are written on memory's deathless scroll. Behold the Confederate soldier! No earthly crown too brilliant to deck his brow; no monument too grand to perpetuate his memory. Though many rest in unknown graves, their heroic virtues will forever peal from mountain top to mountain top, and swell along the valleys of the entire South, Whose smallest rill and highest river Roll mingling with their fame forever. It has been said that there was a stone in Bologna that, ever since the stars sang of creation's wonders, each day absorbed the brightest sunbeams from Heaven, and to-day gleams magnificently with those accumulated treasures of untold centuries. So as the years have rolled on, and the passions of the past allayed, and the rhetoric of hate drowned in the swelling tide of a united country and admiration for heroic deeds, the record of the Confederate soldier has grown brighter, and his devotion to duty and patriotic promptings received the
t least, let me hope" Del Fiore withdrew, and in a few moments Violetta appeared. "My own darling bride," whispered Antonio, "I must bid you good by. Your father would not, for many reasons, desire me to remain with him as a pupil, and I could not see you daily, yet wait so long to marry. Dear Violetta, do not forget me, and do not doubt my faith, for we of the Abruzzi love once and forever." "But where are you going?" asked Violetta, sadly. "To Lippo Dalmatio, at Bologna; and you shall yet be proud of me, my sweet little wife." "I am proud of you now. Oh, Antonio, do not, do not go." "I must, Violetta; but I shall return if Madonna pleases, and we will be very happy together." Then sealing his betrothal with a kiss, Antonio hurried away. Then raillery of which Violetta became the object was certainly injudicious, if it were intended to detach her from Antonio. She believed herself a martyr, and bore it bravely. It also kept him in mind
sat, like Marius, my boy, contemplating the architectural ruin embodied in my gothic steed, Pegasus, and ever and anon whistling abstractedly to my frescoed dog, Bologna. By the gods! I really love these dumb friends of mine. The speculative eye of the world sees in poor Pegasus nothing more than an architectural dream — the church architecture of the future — and I must confess, my boy, that the gothic charger does look something like a skeleton chapel at a distance; it sees in Bologna only a mongrel cur, whose taste for the calves of human legs is an epicurean outrage on walking society. But for me, my boy, there is a human pathos in the patient fand make me turn an arrogant and contemptuous misanthrope; but there are times when the cold nose of Pegasus against my cheek, or a wag from that speaking tail of Bologna — which ever turns up behind him like a note of interrogation, to ask how his master feels — will give me such a sensation of wishing to protect and be kind to t
t year. So says a foreign writer who has been reading on the subject. In the district of China ravaged by the civil war, the surviving population feed on the emaciated bodies of the dead for the want of other food. The old Scottish pint held as much as two English quarts. This explains much that we have heard about "bees in the Bonnet." The London bakers get fourteen cents for an ordinary loaf of bread. The young quondam Jew, Mortars, whose abduction from his family at Bologna, and subsequent education as a Roman Catholic, have furnished such matter for discussion and remonstrance, has addressed an Italian ode to the Pope, on the occasion of a religious commemoration. On the 5th ultimo a Shetland pony, Black Prince, died at Moresby House, in Cumberland, at the extraordinary age of forty-two years. Lord Overstone's fortune, says the Spectator, is estimated at £5,000,000. At a wedding in Paris last week, Mdlle. Pereire, the bride, wore a lace veil w
E. Golding, a school teacher, has been indicted at St. Louis for teaching the "young idea how to shoot" before he took "the oath." "The newest thing" is the sugar wedding--thirty days after marriage. Is such a device necessary at so early a period? The Round Table calls tin, wooden and glass weddings, benefit nights for married beggars. Badiali, the celebrated opera singer, died a few weeks ago at Bologna, in the sixty-sixth year of his age. The sloop-of-war Canandaigua, at Boston, is ready for sea, and will sail for the Mediterranean this week. Hog cholera is very prevalent in Cumberland county, Pennsylvania. The La Pierre House, in Philadelphia, is closed because the owners ask too much rent. Cholera continues to decrease in Paris, although it has not yet disappeared.