Inhaltsangabe
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1899 edition. Excerpt: ...since Christ thus weds the Church, And therefore turned he water into wine, To show I should obey my spouse like Christ. Then the two slipped aside and talked apart, And I, silent and scared, got down again And joined my mother, who was weeping now. Nobody seemed to mind us any more, And both of us on tiptoe found our way To the door which was unlocked by this, and wide. When we were in the street, the rain had stopped, All things looked better. At our own housedoor, Violante whispered, " No one syllable To Pietro! Girl-brides never breathe a word!" "--We1l treated to a wetting, draggle-tails! " Laughed Pietro as he opened--"Very near You made me brave the gutter's roaring sea To carry off from roost old dove and young, Trussed up in church, the cote, by me, the kite! What do these priests mean, praying folk to death On stormy afternoons, with Christmas close To wash our sins off nor require the rain?" Violante gave my hand a timely squeeze, Madonna saved me from immodest speech, I kissed him and was quiet, being a bride. When I saw nothing more, the next three weeks, Of Guido--" Nor the Church sees Christ " thought I: " Nothing is changed however, wine is wine And water only water in our house. Nor did I see that ugly doctor since That cure of the illness: just as I was cured, I am married,--neither scarecrow will return." Three weeks, I chuckled--" How would Giulia stare, And Tecla smile and Tisbe laugh outright, Were it not impudent for brides to talk! "--Until one morning, as I sat and sang At the broidery-frame alone i' the chamber,--loud Voices, two, three together, sobbings too, And my name, " Guido," " Paolo," flung like...
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