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complete beauty must be seen by everyone

When the street had been cleared of the train, the prince saw that it would be foolish and too late to run after the cart, and moreover he didn’t know which roads it was now rushing along. Nevertheless, he could not give up the idea of seeking her out. That radiant laughter and the open lips with m…

—p.266 The Nose and Other Stories Rome (A Fragment) (229) by Nikolai Gogol
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before him stood an unheard-of beauty

Finally, the whole crowd moved forward, behind the daredevil and the deceased poet; the chain of carriages started to move, which made him very happy, although the movement of the people had knocked off his hat, which he now rushed to pick up. After he picked up his hat, he also raised his eyes and…

—p.264 Rome (A Fragment) (229) by Nikolai Gogol
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the very acts of the clergy

[...] The very acts of the clergy, which are often seductive and in other places would engender debauchery, have almost no effect on the Italian people: They know how to separate religion from its hypocritical practitioners and have not been infected by the cold idea of unbelief. [...]

—p.260 Rome (A Fragment) (229) by Nikolai Gogol
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he now noticed everywhere the desire to show off

In the movement of trade, the intellect, everywhere, in everything, he saw only a strained effort and striving for newness. One person endeavored with all his might to gain the upper hand over another, if only for one moment. The merchant used all his capital for the decoration of his store alone, …

—p.241 Rome (A Fragment) (229) by Nikolai Gogol
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he was struck by this evanescent creature

In the German cities he was somewhat struck by the strange formation of the German’s body, deprived of the shapely harmony of beauty, the feeling for which is innate to the Italian breast; the German language also struck unpleasantly on his musical ear. But already he saw the French border before h…

—p.234 Rome (A Fragment) (229) by Nikolai Gogol