tion>Annie Vivanti
Marie Tarnowska
Published by Good Press, 2019
EAN 4064066127305
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I
Ed or, che Dio mi tolga la memoria.
Contessa Lara.
The verdant landscape of Tuscany swung past the train that carried me southward. The looped vineyards—like slim, green dancers holding hands—fled backwards as we passed, and the rays of the March sun pursued us, beating hotly through the open windows on the dusty red velvet cushions of the carriage.
Soon the train was throbbing and panting out of Pisa, and the barefooted children of the Roman Campagna stood to gaze after us, with eyes soft and wild under their sullen hair.
Since leaving the station of Genoa I had seen nothing of the fleeting springtide landscape; my gaze and
