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Updated: June 20, 2025
They are relics of the grandeur of Genoa's palmy days the days when she was a great commercial and maritime power several centuries ago. These houses, solid marble palaces though they be, are in many cases of a dull pinkish color, outside, and from pavement to eaves are pictured with Genoese battle scenes, with monstrous Jupiters and Cupids, and with familiar illustrations from Grecian mythology.
I'll follow thee, and bring the bridal kiss. GERMAN. The storm drove that way. Mount your horse, duke! ANDREAS. Let me cast a parting look at Genoa's towers! No; it is not a dream. Andreas is betrayed. GERMAN. The enemy is all around us. Away! Fly! Beyond the boundaries! Here will I die. Let no one talk of flight. Here lies the prop of my old age my career is ended. GERMAN. Danger is near.
Very good, Sir! You must have patience, madam; something else remains. My friends, perhaps, would gladly learn why I debased my reason with the farce of love for Genoa's silliest coquette. It is not to be borne. But tremble! Doria rules in Genoa, and I am Doria's sister FIESCO. Poor, indeed, if that be your only sting!
The hotel we live in belonged to one of those great orders of knights of the Cross in the times of the Crusades, and its mailed sentinels once kept watch and ward in its massive turrets and woke the echoes of these halls and corridors with their iron heels. But Genoa's greatness has degenerated into an unostentatious commerce in velvets and silver filagree-work.
A servant entered with a toy wagon which had been slightly altered. Martin Gunther lifted the small engine, placed it in position atop the wagon, connected it quickly and threw a lever. The wagon moved smoothly forward, the first engine-propelled vehicle of Genoa's industrial revolution. Martin Gunther smiled widely at Russ. "You mean like this, Honorable?"
For some little space he seemed to be thinking in vain, and cudgelling his brains for naught, when suddenly the chimes of Genoa's many churches, that seemed to have been clashing and clanging nothing but distraction and madness, rang harmony into his mind. The subject and title of his new Christmas book were found. He threw himself into the composition of "The Chimes."
Napoleon's Studies Continued at Auxonne Another Illness and a Furlough His Scheme of Corsican Liberation His Appearance at Twenty His Attainments and Character His Shifty Conduct The Homeward Journey New Parties in Corsica Salicetti and the Nationalists Napoleon Becomes a Political Agitator and Leader of the Radicals The National Assembly Incorporates Corsica with France and Grants Amnesty to Paoli Momentary Joy of the Corsican Patriots The French Assembly Ridicules Genoa's Protest Napoleon's Plan for Corsican Administration.
Johnson held that nothing equalled a stroll down Fleet Street, so did Dickens, sitting in full view of Genoa's perfect bay, and with the blue Mediterranean sparkling at his feet, turn in thought for inspiration to his old haunts. "Never," he writes to Forster, when about to begin "The Chimes," "never did I stagger so upon a threshold before.
They fell among us like the golden apple of discord tender eyes burned fiercely soft bosoms beat tumultuously jealousy burst asunder all our bonds of friendship ARABELLA. I remember it well. All Genoa's female hearts were in rebellious ferment for so enviable a prize! And now to call him mine!
If you want coffee, you go to a sweetmeat shop; and if you want meat, you will probably find it behind an old checked curtain, down half-a-dozen steps, in some sequestered nook as hard to find as if the commodity were poison, and Genoa's law were death to any that uttered it. Most of the apothecaries' shops are great lounging-places.
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