The Bravo: A TaleG. Routledge, 1854 - Всего страниц: 286 |
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... voices , and the universal movement and bustle , added to the more permanent objects of the place , rendered the scene the most remarkable in Christendom . On the very confines of that line which separates western from eastern Europe ...
... voices , and the universal movement and bustle , added to the more permanent objects of the place , rendered the scene the most remarkable in Christendom . On the very confines of that line which separates western from eastern Europe ...
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... voice of authority , near the gondolier . Signore . ' He who interrupted the dialogue , pointed to the boat without saying more . ' " A rivederti , " hastily muttered the gondolier . His friend squeezed his hand in perfect amity - for ...
... voice of authority , near the gondolier . Signore . ' He who interrupted the dialogue , pointed to the boat without saying more . ' " A rivederti , " hastily muttered the gondolier . His friend squeezed his hand in perfect amity - for ...
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... voice , in which Gino's ear could detect no familiar sound . 66 It may not be well to trifle with the displeasure of a noble as powerful as him you know ; " he whispered at the elbow of another , who had come under his suspicions . The ...
... voice , in which Gino's ear could detect no familiar sound . 66 It may not be well to trifle with the displeasure of a noble as powerful as him you know ; " he whispered at the elbow of another , who had come under his suspicions . The ...
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... voice common to all . " Whither so fast , and what hast thou lost in this merry crowd ? If a heart , ' twill be wise to use diligence , for many here may be willing to wear the jewel ! " 66 Corpo di Bacco ! " exclaimed the disappointed ...
... voice common to all . " Whither so fast , and what hast thou lost in this merry crowd ? If a heart , ' twill be wise to use diligence , for many here may be willing to wear the jewel ! " 66 Corpo di Bacco ! " exclaimed the disappointed ...
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... sun . " I trust , that Violetta does not now hear this for the first time , " observed Donna Florinda , in a voice so meek and tremulous , as to be observed . " Little that can be profitably told one of my 32 THE BRAVO .
... sun . " I trust , that Violetta does not now hear this for the first time , " observed Donna Florinda , in a voice so meek and tremulous , as to be observed . " Little that can be profitably told one of my 32 THE BRAVO .
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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...