tarantala

Updated: April 30, 2025

Cigarette loved the battle, the charge, the wild music of bugles, the thunder-tramp of battalions, the sirocco-sweep of light squadrons, the mad tarantala of triumph when the slaughter was done, the grand swoop of the Eagles down unto the carnage, the wild hurrah of France. She loved them with all her heart and soul; and she flew now through the starlit, sultry night, crying, "La guerre!

Ouida - Under Two Flags

Alone, and on foot, I have accomplished thousands of miles over France, Piedmont, Savoy, Switzerland, Tyrol, Lombardy, and Italy I have toiled along the dusty road, beneath the noontide heat of an Italian sun, or wandered over trackless Alpine heights through the midnight storm have rested on princely couches, or on the wheaten straw of the peasant I have joined the mazourka in palaces, or the tarantala in the wilds of Calabria I have revelled in the scenery of Claude, or brooded over the lofty solitudes of Salvator Rosa and the brigand I have experienced the frivolity of France, the dissipation of Florence, the profligacy of the Venetian, the degeneracy of the Roman, and vindictiveness of the Neapolitan, the insincerity of the impoverished noble, and the truth of honest poverty I have wondered in the gaudy sanctuary of the Papist, teeming with devotees, or pondered amid the nobler simplicity of the Heathen's Temple in the deserts of malaria.

I. E. M. - Confessions of an Etonian