Whilst in Prussia poets only speak of the love of country as one of the dearest of all human affections, here there is no man who does not feel, and describe with rapture, how much he loves his country. — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
My landlady, who is only a tailor's widow, reads her Milton; and tells me, that her late husband first fell in love with her on this very account: because she read Milton with such proper emphasis. — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
The church of St. Peter at Berlin, notwithstanding the total difference between them in the style of building, appears in some respects to have… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
All over London as one walks, one everywhere, in the season, sees oranges to sell; and they are in general sold tolerably cheap, one… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
Every view, and every object I studied attentively, by viewing them again and again on every side, for I was anxious to make a… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
As I passed along the side walls of Westminster Abbey, I hardly saw any thing but marble monuments of great admirals, but which were… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
I am very sorry to say that I rejoiced when I once more perceived the towers of Windsor behind me. — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
Whilst in Prussia poets only speak of the love of country as one of the dearest of all human affections, here there is no… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
The short English miles are delightful for walking. You are always pleased to find, every now and then, in how short a time you… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
In the streets through which we passed, I must own the houses in general struck me as if they were dark and gloomy, and… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
Westminster Abbey, the Tower, a steeple, one church, and then another, presented themselves to our view; and we could now plainly distinguish the high… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
You see in the streets of London, great and little boys running about in long blue coats, which, like robes, reach quite down to… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
On a very gloomy dismal day, just such a one as it ought to be, I went to see Westminster Abbey. — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
My landlady, who is only a tailor's widow, reads her Milton; and tells me, that her late husband first fell in love with her… — Karl Philipp Moritz Copy Share Image
