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She had met a turkey-gobbler at Sabrina's gate, and, ashamed to cry but too obstinate to run, had stood in blank horror until Sabrina came out and routed the foe. Then Sabrina had taken her in to eat honey and spend an enchanted afternoon. After that Sabrina's house was the delectable land, and Clelia fled to it when she was happy or when the world was against her.
"How could you be so galling to the poor devil?" said I, when Cibber, with a profusion of bows and compliments, had left us to ourselves. "Ah, hang him, a low fellow, who pins all his happiness to the skirts of the quality, is proud of being despised, and that which would excruciate the vanity of others only flatters his. And now for my Clelia."
Such are those voluminous works, commonly called Romances, namely Clelia, Cleopatra, Astræa, Cassandra, the Grand Cyrus, and innumerable others which contain, as I apprehend, very little instruction or entertainment.
"Ah, some long romance, the 'Clelia, I suppose, nay, bring it hither; that is to say, if it be movable by the strength of a single man." Thus urged, Desmarais modestly brought me the book.
She has been successful, and her pictures are in Geneva, Lausanne, Vevey, Paris, Lyons, Marseilles, Dresden, Naples, etc. <b>BOMPIANI-BATTAGLIA, CLELIA.</b> Born in Rome, 1847. Pupil of her father, Roberto Bompiani, and of the professors in the Academy of St. Luke.
Her face convulsed into a deeper grief; and Clelia, who had never seen her moved with any emotion that concerned herself alone, gazed at her in awe, with her own passion quieting as she confronted that of one so old, yet living still. "Did you have words?" she ventured. "No, dear, no. I guess we couldn't have had, I felt so humble towards him.
There she had seen that this was death, for when she had raised him his head had dropped, and seemed to hang like a poppy broken in a blast of wind, and his eyes had no sight, and his mouth had no breath. From that dread hour Clelia Alba had never laughed again. Her hair grew white, and her youth went away from her for ever.
The Ladies Calling. Tales in Verse by Mr. Durfey: Bound in Red Leather, gilt on the Back, and doubled down in several Places. All the Classick Authors in Wood. A set of Elzevers by the same Hand. Clelia: Which opened of it self in the Place that describes two Lovers in a Bower. Baker's Chronicle. Advice to a Daughter. The New Atalantis, with a Key to it. Mr. Steel's Christian Heroe. Dr.
Clelia Alba came out in a few minutes with a bowl of hot broth made of herbs, and a large piece of maize-flour bread. "Take them," she said to her son. Adone took them from her, and gave them to the child. "Sit and eat here," he said, pointing to a stone settle by the wall under the rose of four seasons.
"Do you wish me to go away?" she said humbly. "No, no," said Clelia, although that was what she did desire. "No, not while I live. But should I die, you could not stay here with my son." "Why?" said Nerina. She did not understand why. Clelia hesitated. "You ought to feel that yourself," she said harshly. "Young men and young maids do not dwell together, unless" "Unless what?" asked Nerina.
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