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How the public would shout! 'Certainly, you are in love, she continued; and added with a comic pathos, 'and I am the person you are in love with. You see, such a thing may be said when it is quite out of the question and, indeed, Pulcinella burst out laughing, and gave a leap into the air, and his melancholy was forgotten. "And yet she had only spoken the truth.
If he had possessed a slender well-shaped figure, he might have been the first tragedian on any stage: the heroic, the great, filled his soul; and yet he had to become a Pulcinella. His very sorrow and melancholy did but increase the comic dryness of his sharply-cut features, and increased the laughter of the audience, who showered plaudits on their favourite.
"I think papa will go mad first," said Lucia. "I never heard of such an insane proposition in my life. All in a moment too I think I am to marry Tista papa gets into a rage and patatunfate! a new husband like a conjuror's trick, such a comedy! I expected to see the door open at every minute, Pulcinella walk in and beat everybody with a blown bladder! But Uncle Paolo did quite as well."
Veronica supposed that he was ill from the effects of the poisoning and that he was in some sort of delirium. But she did not pity him, and was relentless. She moved nearer to her aunt. "Answer me!" she said sternly. "This is the last time. If you deny the truth now, I will go to the chief of police at once." "Oh! poor old Pulcinella!" cried Macomer, laughing gently. "How she gives it to him!"
"When Pulcinella was in very bad spirits, she was the only one who could force a hearty burst of laughter, or even a smile from him: first she would be melancholy with him, then quieter, and at last quite cheerful and happy. 'I know very well what is the matter with you, she said; 'yes, you're in love! And he could not help laughing. 'I and Love! he cried, 'that would have an absurd look.
This detail was insisted on to spare the modesty of the management. I am not aware whether the genuine article profited in any way by the rule. When the San Carlo was over, we had San Carlino or Pulcinella. There were balls to go to, when the theatres were over, at the palace, at the academy, and at our embassy. In the daytime there were shooting parties at Capo di Monte or Caserta.
Was it Shakespeare or Byron who said that?" enquired the Cardinal. Beatrice laughed again. "I think it must have been Pulcinella. I'll give you a lovely silver one, if you'll accept it." "Will you? Really?" asked the Cardinal, alert. "Of course I will. It's a shame you haven't one already." "What would a lovely silver one cost?" he asked. "I don't know. It does n't matter," answered she.
I do not speak of that wondrous setting which will last to all eternity, but of the Naples of the Neapolitans, gay, noisy, and teeming with wit, as it was before the plague of politics fell on it, bringing divisions and gloom, and despoiling it of all its charm of originality; Naples, with its lazzaroni and its macaroni, and its "corricoli" tearing along with tinkling bells, crammed with monks and women in their costumes the Naples, in fine, of Pulcinella and of Leopold Robert.
Therefore Pulcinella had to be more boisterous and extravagant than ever; and he danced and capered, with despair in his heart; and the audience yelled, and shouted 'bravo, bravissimo! Pulcinella was actually called before the curtain. He was pronounced inimitable. "But last night the hideous little fellow went out of the town, quite alone, to the deserted churchyard.
Therefore Pulcinella had to be more boisterous and extravagant than ever; and he danced and capered, with despair in his heart; and the audience yelled, and shouted 'bravo, bravissimo! Pulcinella was actually called before the curtain. He was pronounced inimitable. "But last night the hideous little fellow went out of the town, quite alone, to the deserted churchyard.
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