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The battle within him was over. He must protect the padrona. The padrone would have wished it. Then he must let Salvatore go. He bent down and kissed Hermione's hand. "Lei non piange!" he muttered. "Forse Dio la aiuter
In the most famous of his single lines he speaks of the "tears of things;" just this sense of tears, this voice that always, in its most sustained splendour and in its most ordinary cadences, vibrates with a strange pathos, is what finally places him alone among artists. This thrill in the voice, come colui che piange e dice, is never absent from his poetry.
Vorrei morire, e non vorrei morire, Vorrei veder chi mi piange e chi ride; Vorrei morir, e star sulle finestre, Vorrei veder chi mi cuce la veste; Vorrei morir, e stare sulla scala, Vorrei veder chi mi porta la bara: Vorrei morir, e vorre' alzar la voce, Vorrei veder chi mi porta la croce." "Very well chosen, my dear," said Miss Prunty, when the song was finished.
Saredo tells me that a driver who once drove him and his wife about for five days in Tuscany sang all day long like Filomena, and improvised all the time. On the other hand, she always keeps to the metre, and that with the most graceful intonation; never a faulty verse: Fior di giacinto! La donna che per l'uomo piange tanto Il pianto delle donne e pianto finto. Amore mio!
As he watched the tram gliding towards him he was conscious of an almost terrible reluctance a reluctance surely of fear to go that night to the island. But he must go. The sun was setting when he got down before the Trattoria del Giardinetto. Three soldiers were sitting at a table outside on the dusty road, clinking their glasses of marsala together, and singing, "Piange Rosina!
Vorrei morire, e non vorrei morire, Vorrei veder, chi mi piange e chi lide; Vorrei morir, e star sulle finestre, Vorrei veder chi mi cuce la veste; Vorrei morir, e stare sulla scala, Vorrei veder chi mi porta la bara; Vorrei morir, e vorre' alzar la voce, Vorrei veder chi mi parta la croce. "Very well chosen, my dear," said Miss Prunty, when the song was finished.
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