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But he already knew the beautiful Caroline Bonaparte, whom he had seen at Rome in the residence of her brother Joseph, who was then discharging the functions of ambassador of the Republic. It appears that Caroline was not even indifferent to him, and that he was the successful rival of the Princess Santa Croce's son, who eagerly sought the honour of her hand.
If he knew that the beauty he perceives was a product of his own mind, he could not value it so; if he held Signor Croce's theory, he would cease to be an artist. And, in fact, those who act on his theory do cease to be artists. Nothing kills art so certainly as the effort to produce a beauty of the same kind as that which is perceived in nature.
I was therefore not rigid enough to refuse my assistance as adjutant and my share of the pie; I accepted Croce's invitation. I Get Rich Again My Adventure At Dolo Analysis of a Long Letter From C. C. Mischievous Trick Played Upon Me By P. C. At Vincenza A Tragi-comedy At the Inn
The artist's "intuition," to use Croce's term, is immediately fashioned out of a generalized human experience thought and feeling of which his own individual experience is a highly personalized selection. The thought relations in this deeper level have no specific linguistic vesture; the rhythms are free, not bound, in the first instance, to the traditional rhythms of the artist's language.
Beyond the main in Auburn's quiet shade, With those I loved and love my couch be made; Spring's pendant branches o'er the hillock wave, And morning's dewdrops glisten on my grave, While Heaven's great arch shall rise above my bed, When Santa Croce's crumbles on her dead, Unknown to erring or to suffering fame, So may I leave a pure though humble name."
The name he has left behind is none the less "pure" that instead of being "humble," as he then anticipated, it is on the lips of grateful millions, and written ineffaceable on the record of his country's trial and triumph: "Yet not for me when I shall fall asleep Shall Santa Croce's lamps their vigils keep.
I was well aware that the proposal made by Croce was not strictly moral, and that I might have chosen a more honourable society; but if I had refused, the purse of Madame Croce's admirers would not have been more mercifully treated; another would have profited by that stroke of good fortune.
I swear eternal gratitude, and to be as submissive to you as a good daughter ought to be." The religion and philosophy with which her heart and mind were fortified, though she made no parade of either, began to calm her spirit, and she proceeded to make some reflections on Croce's unhappy lot, but all in pity not in anger, excusing his inveterate passion for play.
I told him he could easily make their acquaintance by himself, and that I would neither make nor mar with him. I accepted his invitation to dinner for the same day. His secretary, as he called him, was merely his confederate. He was a clever Veronese named Conti, and his wife was an essential accomplice in Croce's designs.
I was therefore not rigid enough to refuse my assistance as adjutant and my share of the pie; I accepted Croce's invitation. I Get Rich Again My Adventure At Dolo Analysis of a Long Letter From C. C. Mischievous Trick Played Upon Me By P. C. At Vincenza A Tragi-comedy At the Inn
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