The Bravo: A TaleG. Routledge, 1854 - Всего страниц: 286 |
Результаты поиска по книге
Результаты 6 – 10 из 94
Стр. 13
... Don Camillo Monforte was searching among the papers of a se- cretary . He raised his eyes in some little amazement , at the sally of his dependant , and then he quietly resumed his occupation . " If thou knowest the man , it is enough ...
... Don Camillo Monforte was searching among the papers of a se- cretary . He raised his eyes in some little amazement , at the sally of his dependant , and then he quietly resumed his occupation . " If thou knowest the man , it is enough ...
Стр. 14
... Don Camillo noted the air and countenance of his menial at all , he effectually concealed it . 66 At the arched passage of the palace , beneath the Bridge of Sighs , " he coolly added ; " and let thy arrival there be timed , as near as ...
... Don Camillo noted the air and countenance of his menial at all , he effectually concealed it . 66 At the arched passage of the palace , beneath the Bridge of Sighs , " he coolly added ; " and let thy arrival there be timed , as near as ...
Стр. 18
... Don Camillo Monforte in this dress ! Cospetto ! but I have half a mind to visit that knave of a Jew , who has got thy golden chain in pledge , and give him a hint of what may be the consequences , should he insist on demanding double ...
... Don Camillo Monforte in this dress ! Cospetto ! but I have half a mind to visit that knave of a Jew , who has got thy golden chain in pledge , and give him a hint of what may be the consequences , should he insist on demanding double ...
Стр. 19
... sent ? " " My errand is not particular . The first that may be found , pro- vided he be a Franciscan , and a priest likely to have bowels for lovers in haste . " " Don Camillo Monforte , the heir of an ancient THE BRAVO . 19.
... sent ? " " My errand is not particular . The first that may be found , pro- vided he be a Franciscan , and a priest likely to have bowels for lovers in haste . " " Don Camillo Monforte , the heir of an ancient THE BRAVO . 19.
Стр. 20
... Don Camillo keeps me so much upon the water of late , that I do little beside dream , when not at the oar . ” " It is vain to attempt deceiving me , Gino , for thine eye speaketh truth , let thy tongue and brains wander where they will ...
... Don Camillo keeps me so much upon the water of late , that I do little beside dream , when not at the oar . ” " It is vain to attempt deceiving me , Gino , for thine eye speaketh truth , let thy tongue and brains wander where they will ...
Другие издания - Просмотреть все
Часто встречающиеся слова и выражения
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
Популярные отрывки
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...