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Alaric Albergo amid ancient asked Aspromonte beauty began Bruttii Busento Calabria called carriage Cassiodorus Catanzaro coloured Concordia Cosenza Cotrone course Crati Croton dark dazio delightful Don Pasquale Esaro eyes face fellow felt flowing François Lenormant Galæsus garden Gialtrezze Greek harbour heard heights hills hostess hour houses interest Ionian Sea Italian Italy journey knew labour landscape Lenormant looked Magna Græcia meal Metaponto Metapontum minutes Mons Moscius morning mountain museum Naples never night once Paola passed Pellena picturesque pleasant promontory railway station rain Reggio river road Robert Guiscard Roman Rome ruins San Sostene scene Sculco seemed shore Signor smile soon sounded southern spot Squillace stone stood stream street sunshine Sybaris talk Taranto Tarentum temple things thought to-day took town train traveller trees turned valley voices walk wall weather Whilst wind wine wonder
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Stranica 35 - What is the opinion of Pythagoras concerning wild fowl? MALVOLIO That the soul of our grandam might haply inhabit a bird. Clown What thinkest thou of his opinion? MALVOLIO I think nobly of the soul, and no way approve his opinion.
Stranica 190 - ... wild-beast instinct of mankind, and how pathetic the attempt to preserve the memory of one boy, so soon to become a meaningless name! His own voice seems to plead with us for a regretful thought, to speak from the stone in sad arraignment of tyranny and bloodshed. A voice which has no accent of hope. In the days to come, as through all time that is past, man will lord it over his fellow, and earth will be stained red from veins of young and old. That sweet and sounding name of f atria becomes...
Stranica 135 - They did, in fact, converse — a word rarely applicable to English talk under such conditions; mere personal gossip was the exception; they exchanged genuine thoughts, reasoned lucidly on the surface of abstract subjects. I say on the surface; no remark that I heard could be called original or striking; but the choice of topics and the mode of viewing them was distinctly intellectual. Phrases often occurred such as have no equivalent on the lips of everyday people in our own country. For instance,...
Stranica 90 - Buon giorno," he was wont to reply, "Troppo gentile!" — too kind of you! My newspaper boy came regularly for a few days, always complaining of feverish symptoms, then ceased to appear. I made inquiry: he was down with illness, and as no one took his place I suppose the regular distribution of newspapers in Cotrone was suspended. When the poor fellow again showed himself, he had a sorry visage; he sat down by my bedside (rain dripping from his hat, and mud, very thick, upon his boots) to give an...
Stranica 60 - Cotrone is coarse and bumpkinish ; ruder, it seemed to me, than faces seen at any point of my journey hitherto. A photographer had hung out a lot of portraits, and it was a hideous exhibition ; some of the visages attained an incredible degree of vulgar ugliness. This in the town which still bears the name of Croton. The people are all more or less unhealthy ; one meets peasants horribly disfigured with life-long malaria.
Stranica 93 - Scorned by the musician, yet how expressive of a people's temper, how suggestive of its history! At the moment when this strain broke upon my ear, I was thinking ill of Cotrone and its inhabitants; in the first pause of the music I reproached myself bitterly for narrowness and ingratitude. All the faults of the Italian people are whelmed in forgiveness as soon as their music sounds under the Italian sky. One remembers all they have suffered, all they have achieved in spite of wrong. Brute races have...
Stranica 44 - ... a long low promontory, its level slowly declining to the far-off point where it ends amid the waves. On this Cape I fixed my eyes, straining them until it seemed to me that I distinguished something, a jutting speck against the sky, at its farthest point. Then I used my field-glass, and at once the doubtful speck became a clearly visible projection, much like a lighthouse. It is a Doric column, some five-and-twenty feet high ; the one pillar that remains of the great temple of Hera, renowned...
Stranica 197 - Alone and quiet, I heard the washing of the waves ; I saw the evening fall on cloud-wreathed Etna, the twinkling lights come forth upon Scylla and Charybdis ; and, as I looked my last towards the Ionian Sea, I wished it were mine to wander endlessly amid the silence of the ancient world, to-day and all its sounds forgotten.