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Updated: May 28, 2025
"Gott sei dank," says the woman, with shining eyes, "we owe nothing and pay no rent, and are never more hungry." Down the street a little way is the cottage of one who received the first prize for her garden last year. Fragrant box hedges in the plot. A cow with crumpled horn stands munching corncobs at the barn.
His eyes fell on an old canticle the words of which Christophe had taken from a simple, pious poet of the seventeenth century, and had modernized them. Hoff! O du arme Seele, Hoff! und sei unverzagt. Enwarte nur der Zeit, So wirst du schon erblicken Die Sonne der schoensten Freud. Hope, oh! thou wretched soul, Hope, hope and be valiant!
'Ti salute, Rosignuolo, Nel tuo duolo, il saluto! Sei l'amante delta rosa Che morendo si fa sposa!" Her rich voice rippled out on the air, rivaling the songs of the nightingales themselves. She broke off with a little laugh "Poor Fabio! there was always a false note somewhere when he sung. Come, Guido!"
He wishes to have his recitative in the third act lengthened a couple of lines, which, owing to the chiaro oscuro and his being a good actor, will have a capital effect. For example, after the strophe, "Sei la citta del pianto, e questa reggia quella del duol," comes a slight glimmering of hope, and then, "Madman that I am! whither does my grief lead me?" "Ah! Creta tutta io vedo."
The slight emotion of fun had restored to her some of her lost human sensations, and she looked about for a place where to indulge them undisturbed. One of the bridges was in sight She yearned for the solitude of the wharf beside it, and hurried to the steps. To descend she had to pass a street-organ and a small figure bent over it. "Sei buon' Italiano?" she said. The answer was a surly "Si."
"SAG''MAL KLEINER will you come again?" she broke the silence. "What's your name?" he asked evasively, and put the cup down on the table. "Oh ... just ask for Luise," she said. On her tongue, the name had three long-drawn syllables, and there was a v before the i. She was nettled by his laugh. "What's wrong with it?" she asked. "GEH', KLEINER, SEI NETT! won't you come again?" "Perhaps."
Sometimes the songs provoked conversation, which, as is usual in Italy, turned mostly upon 'le bellezze delle donne. I remember that once an animated discussion about the relative merits of blondes and brunettes nearly ended in a quarrel, when the youngest of the whole band, a boy of about seventeen, put a stop to the dispute by theatrically raising his eyes and arms to heaven and crying, 'Tu sei innamorato d' una grande Diana cacciatrice nera, ed io d' una bella Venere bionda. Though they were but village lads, they supported their several opinions with arguments not unworthy of Firenzuola, and showed the greatest delicacy of feeling in the treatment of a subject which could scarcely have failed to reveal any latent coarseness.
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Moved with quick pity I called again: "Nina!" She laughed again the same terrible laugh. "Si, si! Son' bella, son' bellissima!" she murmured. "E tu, Guido mio? Tu m'ami?" Then raising one hand as though commanding attention she cried: "Ascolta!" and began to sing clearly though feebly: "Ti saluto, Rosignuolo! Nel tuo duolo ti saluto! Sei l'amante della rosa Che morendo si fa sposa!"
Emilia cried convulsively "Addio!" Her brain had become on a sudden vacant of a thought, and all she knew was that she descended. "Sei buon' Italiana?" Across what chasm did the words come to her?
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