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Updated: June 26, 2025
But the glowing southern sun is not more brilliant than the Spanish gypsy's flashing black eyes, nor the pomegranate blossoms half so ripe and red as her cheeks. She is Zenith, the Zingara, and you love her!" "In the fiend's name!" Sir Jasper Kingsland cried, "what jugglery is this?" "One moment more, my Lord of Kingsland," he said, "and I have done. Let me see how your love-dream ends.
His eye, exploring the crowd, was the journalist's, picking salient points. It noted fur collars and velvet wraps, the white gloss of shirt bosoms, women's hair, ridged with artificial ripples more of that kind in the audience than he'd seen yet. "The Zingara" had made a hit; he'd just heard at the box office that they would extend the run through the autumn.
You little knew, when you and your gay-faced cousin were making merry at my expense, what wrath you were storing up against the day of evil. But I come of a race that never forgets or forgives; there is some of the blood of the wild Zingara coursing in these shrivelled veins a love of vengeance, that is dearer than the love of life. I watched your love intrigue from the very first.
She would have counseled him to give it all up, but that he now and then had had luck, especially in the last five years. She went back to herself. "'The Zingara' has been a great thing for me. Everybody says so. If the next piece goes as big I'm going to strike for a raise.
Maybe it was to buy her presents or get his wedding clothes. I'd like " The voice from the window interrupted her. "That paper the one he had under the floor Crowder said a piece was tore out?" "Yes, part of his correspondence letter the last paragraph about me. Don't you remember it? It was that one after 'The Zingara' started, way back in August. I showed it to you here one evening.
He could only work, blaze the trail, make the clearing, raise the homestead, and when it was ready go and tell her so. Early on the evening when the Alstons had seen "The Zingara," Boye Mayer walked up Kearney Street looking into florists' windows.
"Trust your relations to take down your pride. Why, it's the Castanet song from 'The Zingara! Tum-tum-tum, tum-tum-tum," and she began swaying her body in time, humming an air and banging out the accompaniment, "'With my castanets, with my castanets. That's exactly the way it goes only I don't know the words." She whirled again to Mark. "It's the most delicious thing! Have you seen it?"
The fame of "The Bohemian Girl" was not confined to England. It was translated into various European languages, and was one of the few English operas which secured a favorable hearing even in critical Germany. In its Italian form it was produced at Drury Lane as "La Zingara," Feb. 6, 1858, with Mlle.
"I had learned who you were; an Egyptian, Bohemian, gypsy, zingara. How could I doubt the magic? Listen. I hoped that a trial would free me from the charm. A witch enchanted Bruno d'Ast; he had her burned, and was cured. I knew it. I wanted to try the remedy. First I tried to have you forbidden the square in front of Notre-Dame, hoping to forget you if you returned no more. You paid no heed to it.
An intensity of feeling had lifted her to a plane where the familiar and habitual had no more place than had premonitions and forebodings. "The Zingara" had run its course and given place to "The Gray Lady," which had not pleased the public.
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