 | Edward Gibbon - 1846 - 458 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau,...the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of... | |
 | Edward Gibbon - 1846 - 406 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau,...the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of... | |
 | Edward Gibbon - 1846 - 406 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau,...mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silyer orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble... | |
 | Henry Peter Brougham (1st baron Brougham and Vaux.) - 1846 - 580 páginas
...house in my garden. After laying down my pen I took several walks in a berceau, or covered walk of x acacias, which commands a prospect of the country,...the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent." — " I will not," he adds, " dissemble the first emotions of joy... | |
 | James William Massie - 1846 - 572 páginas
...I wrote the last line of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, 1 took several turns in a berceau, or covered walk of...and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky serene, the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waves, and all nature was silent." The antique... | |
 | Alicia Moore, Wandering Artist - 1846 - 680 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last line of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen I took several turns in a berceau or covered walk of acacias, vhich commands a prospect of the country, the lake, and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky... | |
 | Half hours - 1847 - 580 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau,...which commands a prospect of the country, the lake [Lausanne], and the mountains. The air was temperate, the sky was serene, the silver orb of the moon... | |
 | J. T. Headley - 1848 - 410 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last line of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau...reflected from the waves, and all nature was silent." This remarkable passage throws open the feelings of the inner man at the close of his arduous work.... | |
 | Charles Maybury Archer - 1848 - 292 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last line of the last page, in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau,...reflected from the waves, and all nature was silent." At a little inn at Morges, about two miles distant from Lausanne, Lord Byron wrote the Prisoner of... | |
 | Baptist Wriothesley Noel - 1848 - 394 páginas
...eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau,...the silver orb of the moon was reflected from the waters, and all nature was silent. I will not dissemble the first emotions of joy on the recovery of... | |
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It was on the day, or rather night, of the 27th of June 1787, between the hours of eleven and twelve, that I wrote the last lines of the last page in a summer-house in my garden. After laying down my pen, I took several turns in a berceau, or covered... 
