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Updated: June 26, 2025
The Donna Giulietta had returned, fresher and more lovely than ever, from the invigorating sea-breeze, and her soft voice, with the melodious laugh of his first-born, the blooming, ringlet-covered girl described, still rang in his ears, when his gondolier landed him beneath the bridge of the Rialto.
Giulietta said he was the King's brother, and was called the Lord Adrian. What sorrow can he have, or what need for the prayers of a poor maid like me?" "Perhaps the Lord hath pierced him with a longing after the celestial beauty and heavenly purity of paradise, and wounded him with a divine sorrow, as happened to Saint Francis and to the blessed Saint Dominic," said the monk.
Holy Mother! what a handsome ring!" "It is to hang on the shrine of Saint Agnes," said the younger girl, looking up with simplicity. A loud laugh was the first answer to this communication. The scarlet clover-tops shook and quivered with the merriment. "To hang on the shrine of Saint Agnes!" Giulietta repeated. "That is a little too good!"
It was probably the beauty and tender reciprocation of Giulietta that inspired Beethoven to write to Wegeler in 1801: "Life has been a little brighter to me of late, since I have mingled more with my fellows. I think you can have no idea, how sad, how intensely desolate, my life has been during the last two years.
He sat eyeing the firelight till she returned, and then taking the long golden lock in his handy he squeezed it, full of bitter memories and sorrowfulness. "Giulietta?" breathed his sister. "I would put my life on the truth of that woman's love. Well!" "Yes?" "She abandons herself to the commandant of the citadel." A low outcry burst from Georgiana. She fell at Merthyr's knees sobbing violently.
But then, this knight had spoken so modestly, so humbly, so differently from Giulietta's lovers! for Giulietta had sometimes found a chance to recount to Agnes some of her triumphs. How could it be that a knight so brave and gentle, and so piously brought up, should become an infidel? Ah, uncle Antonio was right, he must have had some foul wrong, some dreadful injury!
In the first we see him fascinated by the mechanical doll Olympia, in the second he is at the feet of the Venetian courtesan Giulietta, while in the third we assist at his futile endeavours to save the youthful singer Antonia from the clutches of the mysterious Dr. Miracle. Fame came betimes to Gounod. While he was still a young man his reputation was European.
Ye both well know the heiress of Tiepolo, by reputation at least, though her retired manner of life may have kept you from her company." "Donna Giulietta is eloquent in praise of her beauty," said the young husband. "We had not a better fortune in Venice," rejoined the third inquisitor. "Excellent in qualities, and better in riches, as she is, I fear we have lost her, Signori!
A servant followed her, and took the things from her hand to give to Beethoven, while she unseen returned; her mother rebuked her and ordered her to her room. But the lessons continued, and in Thérèse's diary Beethoven appeared constantly as "mon maître," "mon maître chéri." She was doomed to a long jealousy. She saw Beethoven fall in love with her cousin Giulietta Guicciardi.
"I seem to behold the vast, clear-lighted space anew, the tiers of gilded galleries and boxes, the thousands of men and women hanging eagerly on every silver note I see the marvelous orchestra, many, yet one; the Venetian scene, the moonlight on the Grand Canal, the gondolas, the merrymakers I hear Giulietta and Nicklausse blending those perfect tones!
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