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Margaret Fuller, Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli (ed. W. H. Channing), chapter 2 (search)
o grasp the whole, and be contented to learn a little every day, as becomes a pupil. But now the one-sidedness, imperfection, and glow, of a mind like that of Novalis, seem refreshingly human to me. I have wished fifty times to write some letters giving an account, first, of his very pretty life, and then of his one volume, as I re-read it, chapter by chapter. If you will pretend to be very much interested, perhaps I will get a better pen, and write them to you. Need of communion. Aug. 7, 1832.—I feel quite lost; it is so long since I have talked myself. To see so many acquaintances, to talk so many words, and never tell my mind completely on any subject—to say so many things which do not seem called out, makes me feel strangely vague and movable. 'Tis true, the time is probably near when I must live alone, to all intents and purposes,—separate entirely my acting from my thinking world, take care of my ideas without aid,—except from the illustrious dead, —answer my
Margaret Fuller, Memoirs of Margaret Fuller Ossoli (ed. W. H. Channing), chapter 11 (search)
s, it is a still richer place. Worlds of thought have risen in my mind; some 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 beIn Milan, also, I see, in the Ambrosian Library, the bust of a female mathematician. to her mother. Lago di Garda, Aug. 1, 1847.—Do not let what I have written disturb you as to my health. I have rested now, and am as well as usual. This ae oleanders in full bloom. One sees them everywhere at Venice. to her travelling companions after parting. Milan, Aug. 9, 1847.—I remained at Venice near a week after your departure, to get strong and tranquil again. Saw all the pictures, cond day, I had a bed made in a carriage, and came on here. I am now pretty well, only very weak. to R. W. E. Milan, Aug. 10, 1847.—Since writing you from Florence, I have passed the mountains; two full, rich days at Bologna; one at Ravenna;