Identifier: bibliographicala02dibd (find matches)
Title: A bibliographical, antiquarian and picturesque tour in France and Germany
Year: 1821 (1820s)
Authors: Dibdin, Thomas Frognall, 1776-1847
Subjects: Libraries Libraries Bibliography Literary journeys Literary journeys
Publisher: London : Shakespeare Press
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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the hostess,and of the whole corps of attendants. On leaving thegates of the hotel, the postillion put forth all his ener-gies in sundry loud smackings of his whip ; and as wewent at a cautious pace through the narrower streets,towards the Barriers of St. Martin, I could not butthink, with inward satisfaction, that, on visiting and reason and truth. I have never, intentionally, hurt a single creature.If I have injured any one, I ask pardon of him for tlie error of rayunderstanding. He died on the 18th of August, and his body wasinterred in the churchyard of Pfere la Chaise. His old friend and col-league, M. Gail, pronounced a funeral discourse over his grave—inwhich, as may be well supposed, his feelings were most acutely ex-cited. See the annexed Plate — for the Portrait of the deceased,above alluded to. The price of labour will not be considered very cheapin France, when the reader is informed that this plate cost sixtij loiiisdor ! The background is the only objectionable part.
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AwmEll-lLOWEm MlIlLlLnFT. !p 1/59, M nrt I 3 1 i l->ndrn.rtibluh,lwxl)ihUeo7-nphrr,,1 Trw-JM21. PARIS TO STRASBOURG. 525 leaving a city, so renowned as Paris, for the first time,I had gleaned more intellectual fruit than I had per-sumed to hope for; and that I had made acquaintanceswhich might probably ripen into a long and steadyfriendship. In short, my own memoranda, togetherwith the drawings of Messrs. Lewis and Coeure, wereresults, which convinced me that my time had notbeen wasted, and that my objects of research were notquite undeserving of being recorded. Few reflectionsgive one so much pleasure, on leaving a city—wherethere are so many thousand temptations to misspendboth time and money. The day of our departure was very fine, tending ra-ther to heat. In a little half hour we cleared the bar-rier of St. Martin, and found ourselves on the broad,open, route royale—bordered by poplars and limes. Tothe right, was the pretty village of Belleville

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