Scribner's Monthly: An Illustrated Magazine for the People, 110 tomasScribner & Company, 1925 |
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... ROSALBA ND now , " murmured Chastel- neuf with obvious regret , gazing dreamily over the housetops , which the descending day had diapered with a changed and more intricate de- sign of shadow- " and now , I repeat , my patient friends ...
... ROSALBA ND now , " murmured Chastel- neuf with obvious regret , gazing dreamily over the housetops , which the descending day had diapered with a changed and more intricate de- sign of shadow- " and now , I repeat , my patient friends ...
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... Rosalba , I cannot question its affirmative nature . Carlo Gozzi and Carlo Gozzi and I have been planning a little surprise for the young people ; a fête , un petit diner à deux , quite simple , you compre- hend , but complete in every ...
... Rosalba , I cannot question its affirmative nature . Carlo Gozzi and Carlo Gozzi and I have been planning a little surprise for the young people ; a fête , un petit diner à deux , quite simple , you compre- hend , but complete in every ...
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... Rosalba Berni is but half so veracious as his proven honor must guarantee , I am well satisfied of her worthiness to be Virginio's wife . Therefore I will not withhold my consent from these nuptials ; my heart awaits the lovers . Only ...
... Rosalba Berni is but half so veracious as his proven honor must guarantee , I am well satisfied of her worthiness to be Virginio's wife . Therefore I will not withhold my consent from these nuptials ; my heart awaits the lovers . Only ...
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... Rosalba was within the room . By some perverse vagary of the evening clouds , the sun and moon crossed swords above her head ; under this pointed arch of light she ran into the room . The sun's long final ray was rosy and dim ; the ...
... Rosalba was within the room . By some perverse vagary of the evening clouds , the sun and moon crossed swords above her head ; under this pointed arch of light she ran into the room . The sun's long final ray was rosy and dim ; the ...
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... Rosalba is , after all , very impul- sive ; her dancing is hoydenish , and she is addicted to running races , like At- alanta gone mad . Look , there she is , at the end of the cypress alley ; she seems to be indulging in a game of tag ...
... Rosalba is , after all , very impul- sive ; her dancing is hoydenish , and she is addicted to running races , like At- alanta gone mad . Look , there she is , at the end of the cypress alley ; she seems to be indulging in a game of tag ...
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