United States or Martinique ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
There were also a number of temples, one of which, the magnificent shrine of Apollo, the god of light and learning, stood in a court marvellously enriched with sculptured masterpieces, while connected with it were libraries filled with Greek and Latin books and adorned with the busts and medallion-portraits or statues of great authors.
Of course Helen could not refuse him; there must be many thoughts coming into his mind which he would wish to share with her who had known his daughter so long and been with filer in her last days. She returned into the great parlor with the wrought cornices and the medallion-portraits on the ceiling. "I am now alone in the world," Dudley Veneer said. Helen must have known that before he spoke.
The ceilings of the two rooms of state were moulded with medallion-portraits and rustic figures, such as may have been seen by many readers in the famous old Philipse house, Washington's head-quarters, in the town of Yorkers.
Of course Helen could not refuse him; there must be many thoughts coming into his mind which he would wish to share with her who had known his daughter so long and been with her in her last days. She returned into the great parlor with the wrought cornices and the medallion-portraits on the ceiling. "I am now alone in the world," Dudley Venner said. Helen must have known that before he spoke.
The ceilings of the two rooms of state were moulded with medallion-portraits and rustic figures, such as may have been seen by many readers in the famous old Philipse house, Washington's head-quarters, in the town of Yorkers.
Galeazzo was a true prophet, and in the British Museum we may still admire the beautifully illuminated deed of gift, adorned with friezes of exquisite cherubs and medallion-portraits of Lodovico and Beatrice, by which the fair palace and lands of Cussago became the property of the young duchess.
The ceilings of the two rooms of state were moulded with medallion-portraits and rustic figures, such as may have been seen by many readers in the famous old Philipse house, Washington's headquarters, in the town of Yonkers.
Of course Helen could not refuse him; there must be many thoughts coming into his mind which he would wish to share with her who had known his daughter so long and been with filer in her last days. She returned into the great parlor with the wrought cornices and the medallion-portraits on the ceiling. "I am now alone in the world," Dudley Veneer said. Helen must have known that before he spoke.
Word Of The Day