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Updated: June 27, 2025
"Brava! Bravissima! my beautiful queen! my little Venus! my Joan of Arc! my heroine! my paragon of women!" "Come, ma chere, let us count these things. What is it? Pocket-book? Or or what?" "It is that!" said the lady, pointing with a look of disgust to the box, which lay in its leather case on the table. "Oh!
For one moment they surveyed the enchanting singer, and then broke out into another wild storm, in which the emperor joined so heartily that his voice was heard above the din, crying out, "Brava! bravissima!" The singer sought his glance, and meeting it, blushed deeply. Then, coming forward a few steps, she began once more to sing.
We are an abbreviating nation. Do you like Arithmetic?" "Pretty well, some parts of it. Fractions and Partial Payments. But I can't bear Duodecimals, Position, and such things." "Positions are occasionally embarrassing. And Grammar?" "I think it's horrid. It's all 'indicative mood, common noun, third person, singular number, and agrees with John." "Bravissima! A comprehensive sketch!
And yet this season, while he made a prima donna by a bravissima, introduced a new tie by an evening's wear, gave a cook the cordon with his praise, and rendered a fresh-invented liqueur the rage by his recommendation, Bertie knew very well that he was ruined. The breach between his father and himself was irrevocable.
And he was still more astonished when he found her singing this difficult piece of music with a brilliancy, an ease, a verve of execution that he had never dreamed of her being able to reach. "Brava! Brava! Bravissima! Well, you have improved, Nina!" he exclaimed.
Bravissima!" shouted Mozart, and taking his wife by the ears he kissed her and teased her till the play with the bright bubbles of an imaginary future which, sad to say, were never in the least to be realized ended finally in laughter and jollity. Meanwhile they had long ago reached the valley, and were approaching a town, behind which lay the small modern palace of Count Schinzberg.
Clarence Hervey suddenly stooped to pick it up, totally forgetting his hoop and his character. He threw down the music-stand with his hoop. Lady Delacour exclaimed "Bravissima!" and burst out a-laughing. Lady Boucher, in amazement, looked from one to another for an explanation, and was a considerable time before, as she said, she could believe her own eyes.
"BRAVISSIMA!" exclaimed Vergniaud, "Well said, chere Sovrani! Well said! But I am the mocking demon always, as you know and I should almost be tempted to say that you WILL die in the attempt! I do not mean that you will die physically, no, you will probably live to a good old age; people who suffer always do! but you will die in the allegorical sense.
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