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Updated: June 23, 2025
Poverina! she keeps herself for the afternoon which is charitable, and the light of the lamps which is flattering. But she remembers other days alas! in which she was not afraid of the sun himself, not even of the mid-day, nor of the dawn when it comes in above the lamps. There was a certain bal costumé in Florence, a year when many English came to the Populino palace. But why do I talk of that?
Oh, the poor, poor Queen! That was why she hath been so strange she hath truly seen the vision. Poverina, it breaks one's heart! And he but a week away! So gay and debonair, and beautiful as a god!" There was no mistaking her wild eyes. "Tell me!" Elois
It is only that my life is broken my life is broken and I have no mother Poverina! she would have said to me " Her sobs choked her speech; she withdrew her trembling hands; she threw herself again on the bed, face downward, and burst into a wild fit of weeping. Estelle knew not what to do; she was terrified. "Nina, what has happened?" she cried again.
He was out of place just then, and he had offered to cook for us if we would give him his breakfast. We had a mixed fry, and macaroni, and ravaioli, and a melon, one course after another, just like signori. Everybody had a good appetite, except Luigi and me, and La Mamma said that it did her soul good to hear the sound of frying in the house. Poverina! she did not often hear it.
Probably you would find, if you got at the truth, some animal of a baritono robuato, who owns the Diva's heart, and for whom she works and slaves." "Poverina! there are the Castelmare carriages coming round again."
"The bambino is beautiful," said the artist, drawing nearer, but speaking reverently, for he knew that he had found the face he had been seeking for his Madonna for the altar of the Servi. "What doth he like, your little one? For I am a friend to the bambini, and the poverina hath pain to bear."
The agonised eyes in the beautiful dark face gazed up in terror at Jill, whilst a little hand searched weakly for a jewelled plaything of a dagger at her waist. "Oh! Poverina!" said Jill, as she knelt to raise the little head, and then stared in horror at the girl's shoulders and the hem of her satin trousers.
She would not have married so not if it had cost her her life no music, no rose-leaves, no dance, no wine. None had even changed their clothes but the cavaliere and the signorina. And a bridegroom like that! a statue not a living man! And the signorina poverina hardly able to stand upon her feet! The signorina would be sure to faint, she was so weak."
But when La Mamma came up to the door, she saw old Martia, her aunt, and Miniato, her brother, there. They were both crying. "Oh, poverina, poverina! here she is," says Miniato. "Madonna santissima! how shall we ever tell her?" says Aunt Martia. "For the love of God, tell me what it is!" said poor mamma, and her heart died in her.
A literary lady is no longer a sight; the spectacle is now too common to attract curiosity; the species of animal is too well known even to admit of much exaggeration in the description of its appearance, A lady riding on horseback upon a side-saddle is not thought a wonderful thing by the common people in England; but when an English lady rode upon a side-saddle in an Italian city, where the sight was unusual, she was universally gazed at by the populace; to some she appeared an object of astonishment, to others of compassion: "Ah! poverina," they exclaimed, "n'ha che una gamba!"
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