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Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Chapter 21: Germany.—October, 1839, to March, 1840.—Age, 28-29. (search)
much for my future happiness upon my friends in Europe. Don't let me lose the vision of Rome and of art! Who has ordered the Orpheus? I hope you have knocked away those books on which I stand. Reference to books carved under his bust. Remember me to Mrs. Greene, la petitePonto, Pasquali, A servant of Mr. Greene. and all. Ever affectionately yours, Charles Sumner. P. S. Have you received my letter from Vienna? Always acknowledge the receipt of letters by the date. See Madame de Sevigne, J'ai recu la votre, &c. To his brother George. Berlin, Jan. 8, 1840. my dear George, His brother was then at Malta, on his way to Italy.—.. Do not fail to study art. Greene will be your mentor about this. Make yourself a master of the principles of taste with regard to sculpture, and understand the characteristics of all the great schools of painting. Read Sir Joshua Reynolds's lectures; Flaxman's; De Quincy's Life of Raphael (in French); and, if you read Italian, Lanzi's
Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Atlantic Essays, Mademoiselle's campaigns. (search)
ting two such eagles together. So passed her life, and at last, like many a match-making lady, she baffled all the gossips, and left them all in laughter when her choice was made. The tale stands embalmed forever in the famous letter of Madame de Sevigne to her cousin, M. de Coulanges, written on Monday, December 15,.1670. It can never be translated too often, so let us risk it again, I have now to announce to you the most astonishing circumstance, the most surprising, most marvellous, false, mere gossip, stuff, and nonsense,--if, finally, you say hard things about us, we do not complain; we took the news in the same way. Adieu! the letters by this post will show you whether we have told the truth. Poor Mademoiselle! Madame de Sevigne was right in one thing,--if it were not done promptly, it might prove impracticable. Like Ralph Roister Doister, she should haa been married oa Sunday. Duly the contract was signed, by which Lauzun took the name of M. de Montpensier and
Margaret Fuller, Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli (ed. W. H. Channing), Messrs. Roberts Brothers' Publications. (search)
Messrs. Roberts Brothers' Publications. The letters of Madame de Sevigne to her daughter and friends. Edited by Mrs. Hale. 12zmo. Price ZZZ1$.50. The charm of Madame de Sevigneas letters has so long been acknowledged that criticism is uncalled for in referring to them, nor would it be easy to find a word of admirationd in their favor. For spontaneity, tenderness, playfulness, sweetness, they are unequalled. The style is all that is most simple and natural and graceful. Madame de Sevigne has no variety of inspiration, and but little profundity of thought. She is inspired by only one sentiment, her love for her daughter; but this single note nce the distinctive literary school that at a later period obtained a development so varied and so brilliant. By the simplicity and sincerity of her genius, Madame de Sevigne corrected the false taste and feeble sentimentality of her day, while the purity of her style exerted an immense influence in forming the language in which s
Elizabeth Cary Agassiz, Louis Agassiz: his life and correspondence, third edition, Chapter 11: 1842-1843: Aet. 35-36. (search)
their flesh and muscles. . . . But I am only a grumbling rebellious subject in your kingdom. . . . Do not be vexed with a friend who is more than ever impressed with your services to geology, your philosophical views of nature, your profound knowledge of organized beings. . . With old attachment and the warmest friendship, your A. De Humboldt. In the same strain is this extract from another letter of Humboldt's, written two or three months later. Grace from on high, says Madame de Sevigne, comes slowly. I especially desire it for the glacial period and for that fatal cap of ice which frightens me, child of the equator that I am. My heresy, of little importance, since I have seen nothing, does not, I assure you, my dear Agassiz, diminish my ardent desire that all your observations should be published. . . . I rejoice in the good news you give me of the fishes. I should pain you did I add that this work of yours, by the light it has shed on the organic development of an
enty years Lady Blessington was a noticeable woman in London life — Men of all ranks in society, provided they had talent and popularity, were to be met with in her house; their wives, daughters and sisters did not visit her, Basques she entered fashionable life with a doubtful character, which did not improve as she grew older He sale visitors corresponded freely with her, and she was load of writing to them — fancying, because she wrote well turned sen fancying, that she was a second Madame De Sevigne. Claudine Misart a beautiful French girl, a dress maker in Rome, received an anonymous letter recently, heating at an important mission which would he entrusted to her. She very properly did not answer. A second letter urged her to declare her intentions, negatively by a yellow ribbon worn upon her person; of affirmatively, by a blue ribbon. She displayed yellow the first time she took at walk and was struck at twice with a poignant by an assassin wearing the dress of a Fre
ger, with the enormous turban, and, it is so odd, brides of file lace, just like whiskers, hanging down by the side of her vibrating ] heeks" The sun young lady paused for a reply, like Erutus in the play, and was very much astonished when she learned that the object of her curiosity was Lady Blessing and Saehad Itv d, like other people, in the delusion that the Countess of Blessington was the loveliest of her sex, and saw — a fat, painted, turbaned old woman. For nearly twenty years Lady Blessington was a noticeable woman in London life — Men of all ranks in society, provided they had talent and popularity, were to be met with in her house; their wives, daughters and sisters did not visit her, Basques she entered fashionable life with a doubtful character, which did not improve as she grew older He sale visitors corresponded freely with her, and she was load of writing to them — fancying, because she wrote well turned sen fancying, that she was a second Madame De Sevigne