The Bravo: A TaleG. Routledge, 1854 - Всего страниц: 286 |
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... happy fortune , too , for a good curato recommended it , with many a devout prayer , to the Virgin and to San Francesco . " The noble appeared to lend more attention to the discourse , which , until now , on his part , had been ...
... happy fortune , too , for a good curato recommended it , with many a devout prayer , to the Virgin and to San Francesco . " The noble appeared to lend more attention to the discourse , which , until now , on his part , had been ...
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... happy purification of the intellects of the gondolier had been sufficiently effected . By that time , however , the exercise of rowing , the fresh air of the evening , and the sight of so many accustomed objects , restored his faculties ...
... happy purification of the intellects of the gondolier had been sufficiently effected . By that time , however , the exercise of rowing , the fresh air of the evening , and the sight of so many accustomed objects , restored his faculties ...
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... happy night to the Bella Sorrentina and her worthy padrone ! " was the greeting of the gondolier , as he put his foot on the deck of the vessel . " Is the honest Stefano Milano on board the swift felucca ? " The Calabrian was not slow ...
... happy night to the Bella Sorrentina and her worthy padrone ! " was the greeting of the gondolier , as he put his foot on the deck of the vessel . " Is the honest Stefano Milano on board the swift felucca ? " The Calabrian was not slow ...
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... happy . night to thee . " Cospetto ! -Signore , you are far too quick in your ideas and movements for one little used to negotiations of this sort . Here is a ring whose signet may help us to understand each other . ” The stranger took ...
... happy . night to thee . " Cospetto ! -Signore , you are far too quick in your ideas and movements for one little used to negotiations of this sort . Here is a ring whose signet may help us to understand each other . ” The stranger took ...
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... happy in this respect than that of which we write , the connoisseur would readily have known the pencils of Titian , Paul Veronese , and Tintoretto - the three great names in which the subjects of St. Mark so justly prided them- selves ...
... happy in this respect than that of which we write , the connoisseur would readily have known the pencils of Titian , Paul Veronese , and Tintoretto - the three great names in which the subjects of St. Mark so justly prided them- selves ...
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66 Signore 66 Thou Agata Annina answered Antonio art thou beneath blessed boat Bravo Bridge of Sighs Bucentaur Calabrian canals canst Carlo Carmelite companion concealed Council countenance daughter distrust Doge Doge of Venice Doge's palace Don Camillo Monforte Donna Florinda Donna Violetta door Dost thou duty eccellenza entered errand exclaimed Father Anselmo favour fear feelings felucca fisherman galleys Gelsomina Gino girl Giudecca glance gondola hand happy Hast thou hath heard heart holy honour hope hour illustrious interest justice lady lagunes Lido look manner Mark mask master monk Neapolitan noble palace passed patricians pleasure prayers prince prison quay regatta republic returned Rialto Roderigo San Teodoro secret Senate Signor Gradenigo Signor Soranzo speak Stefano stranger thee thine Thou art thou hast Thou knowest thou wilt Tiepolo truth Venetian Venice voice wish young youth دو وو
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Стр. 1 - ... I STOOD in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs; A palace and a prison on each hand : I saw from out the wave her structures rise As from the stroke of the enchanter's wand : A thousand years their cloudy wings expand Around me, and a dying Glory smiles O'er the far times, when many a subject land Look'd to the winged Lion's marble piles, ' Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles...
Стр. 238 - PRISONER OF CHILLON. MY hair is gray, but not with years, Nor grew it white In a single night, As men's have grown from sudden fears : My limbs are bow'd, though not with toil, But rusted with a vile repose, For they have been a dungeon's spoil, And mine has been the fate of those To whom the goodly earth and air Are bann'd, and barr'd — forbidden fare...