The Bravo: A TaleG. Routledge, 1854 - Всего страниц: 286 |
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... thee , caro , since the good bishop is better at stopping the lava than at quieting the winds . But there was danger , then , of losing the felucca and her brave people among the Turks ? " " There was , in truth , a Tunis - man prowling ...
... thee , caro , since the good bishop is better at stopping the lava than at quieting the winds . But there was danger , then , of losing the felucca and her brave people among the Turks ? " " There was , in truth , a Tunis - man prowling ...
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... thee once , as a supernumerary , the time he was suspected of having aided the young Frenchman in running away with a senator's daughter ? " " Do I remember the last famine ? The rogue did nothing but eat maccaroni , and swallow the ...
... thee once , as a supernumerary , the time he was suspected of having aided the young Frenchman in running away with a senator's daughter ? " " Do I remember the last famine ? The rogue did nothing but eat maccaroni , and swallow the ...
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... thee how near the beautiful signora was to sharing the fate of the gondola , and how the loss of the Roman marchese weighs , in addition , on the soul of the padrone . " Santo Padre ! That a Christian should die the death of a hunted ...
... thee how near the beautiful signora was to sharing the fate of the gondola , and how the loss of the Roman marchese weighs , in addition , on the soul of the padrone . " Santo Padre ! That a Christian should die the death of a hunted ...
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... thee at the soles of thy feet , Gino , dear ? " " There was not a turbaned head on his deck , but every sea - cap set upon a well - covered poll and a shorn chin . Thy Bucentaur is no longer the bravest craft that floats between ...
... thee at the soles of thy feet , Gino , dear ? " " There was not a turbaned head on his deck , but every sea - cap set upon a well - covered poll and a shorn chin . Thy Bucentaur is no longer the bravest craft that floats between ...
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... thee . " Neither the vestibule , nor the entrance , nor the other visible accessories of the dwelling , were so ... thee ? " 66 Eccellenza ! " exclaimed the gondolier , gasping for breath . " I ask thee if thou knowest the countenance of ...
... thee . " Neither the vestibule , nor the entrance , nor the other visible accessories of the dwelling , were so ... thee ? " 66 Eccellenza ! " exclaimed the gondolier , gasping for breath . " I ask thee if thou knowest the countenance of ...
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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...