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Updated: June 10, 2025
Vanderlyn and Clarissa left betimes the next morning; and Mrs. Vanderlyn, who was to start for St. Moritz in the afternoon, devoted her last hours to anxious conferences with her maid and Susy. Strefford, with Fred Gillow and the others, had gone for a swim at the Lido, and Lansing seized the opportunity to get back to his book.
Messer Francisco, I am indebted to you, not only for having saved the ship, but for giving me a joke, which I shall laugh over whenever I think of it. It will be a grand story to tell over the wine cups, how we cheated a whole Genoese fleet, and carried off the Lido from under their noses.
The Arsenal The public gardens Garibaldi's monument The art exhibition A water pageant The prince and his escort Venice versus Genoa The story of Helena S. Pietro in Castello The theft of the brides The Lido A German paradise. I do not know that there is any need to visit the Arsenal museum except perhaps for the pleasure of being in a Venetian show place where no one expects a tip.
It was not long ere it lay on the strand of the Lido. The steps of Jacopo were rapid, as he moved towards those proscribed graves among which he had made his confession to the very man he was now sent to slay. "Art thou sent to meet me?" demanded one who started from behind a rising in the sands, but who took the precaution to bare his rapier as he appeared.
The beautiful Marianna Rum-punch The Palazzo Albrizzi A play at the Fenice The sick Ballerina The gondola Praise of Italy Beppo Childe Harold Riding on the Lido The inquisitive English Shelley in Venice Julian and Maddalo The view from the Lido The madhouse The Ducal prisons.
The fish had quite disappeared from the platter when Giovanni again spoke: "To-morrow is the Sabbath, and it is the little Maria's birthday what say you?" he addressed himself particularly to Luisa "shall we go to the Lido?" To the Lido! The children's eyes sparkled. There was nothing they loved more to do than to play on the sand at the Lido. "Si!"
As she clung to the balcony she pictured to herself the tumbling waves on the Lido; the piled storm-clouds parting like a curtain above a dead Venice; and behind, the gleaming eternal Alps, sending their challenge to the sea the forces that make the land, to the forces that engulf it. Her wild fancy went out to meet the tumult of blast and wave.
He was a skilful gondolier, and it was the daily row back and forth from the Lido that gave him that face of bronze. Folks said he ate no meat and drank no wine, and that his food was simply ripe figs in the season, with coarse rye bread and nuts.
Yonder lies San Lazzaro, with the neat red buildings of the Armenian convent. The last oleander blossoms shine rosy pink above its walls against the pure blue sky as we glide into the little harbour. Boats piled with coal-black grapes block the landing-place, for the Padri are gathering their vintage from the Lido, and their presses run with new wine.
A French vessel, flying before two Austrian cruisers, appeared off the Lido, and anchored under the arsenal. It was contrary to immemorial custom for an armed vessel to enter the harbor of Venice, and the captain was ordered to weigh anchor. He refused. Thereupon, in stupid zeal, the guns of the Venetian forts opened on the ship. Many of the crew were killed, and the rest were thrown into prison.
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