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"She's been better lately, Your Eminence; but mother's bad now." "I'm sorry to hear that; tell the mother to come down here some day and see whether Dr. Giordani can do anything for her. I will find somewhere to put her up; perhaps the change will do her good. You are looking better, Luigi; how are your eyes?" He passed on, chatting with the mountaineers.
Ah, here is something that will suit your voice, little one, `Caro mio ben! by Giuseppe Giordani quaint, delicate, old-fashioned. Come, I will play your accompaniment for you."
So energetic is the style, and so biting the invective of this masterpiece, in which the author stabs a second time his victim, that both Giordani and Leopardi affirmed it to be the only true monument of eloquence in the Italian language. If thirst for glory was Lorenzino's principal incentive, immediate glory was his guerdon.
In 1435 it was partially burnt, and was restored under "Onofrio Giordani de la Cava," who had been five years in the city.
Aesthetics, Criticism, Philology, and Philosophy; Baretti, Parini, Giordani, Gioja, Romagnosi, Gallupi, Rosmini, Gioberti. From 1860 to 1885. ITALIAN LITERATURE AND ITS DIVISIONS. The fall of the Western Empire, the invasions of the northern tribes, and the subsequent wars and calamities, did not entirely extinguish the fire of genius in Italy.
Miss Goldsmith was a plain, little old lady, who always carried a long tin case, containing a rouleaux of Dr. Goldsmith's portraits, which she offered for sale. Sydney much preferred her father's friends, more especially his musical associates, such as Giordani the composer, and Fisher the violinist, who spent most of their time at his house during their visits to Dublin.
Italian writers, inheriting from Giordani, even from Foscolo, a certain animosity against a woman who, as soon as Alfieri was dead, became once more what nature had made her, half French, with a great preference for French and French things Italian writers, I say, have tried to turn the Fabre episode into something extremely disgraceful to Mme. d'Albany.
Tomaso Giordani, another Italian, composed at her request the old familiar tune "Cambridge," for the hymn in the Countess's book commencing, "Father, how wide Thy glory shines!"
After a long and hot dispute, Domenichino looked up at the clock. "Half-past eleven; we mustn't stop any longer or the night-watchman may see us." "When does he pass?" asked the Gadfly. "About twelve o'clock; and I want to be home before he comes. Good-night, Giordani. Rivarez, shall we walk together?" "No; I think we are safer apart. Then I shall see you again?" "Yes; at Castel Bolognese.
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