Gleanings in Europe : $b Italy, vol. 1 of 2Cooper, James Fenimore
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Gleanings in Europe : $b Italy, vol. 1 of 2
Cooper, James Fenimore
Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851 -- Travel -- Italy; Italy -- Description and travel
No one is more ready to give proper credit to the just-mindedness and
liberality of a portion of the English than myself: but the truth would
not be told, were I to leave you under the impression that their tone
prevails even among the better classes of their society, in relation
to ourselves. You will remember that this song was not given to the
pit or galleries of an ordinary theatre, but to a society in which
there were none beneath the station of gentlemen, and that I should
deem this caricature altogether beneath the intelligence and breeding
of the company, were it not for the singular rapture with which it was
greeted. It is a much more laughable commentary on this extraordinary
scene, that, just as it was finished, the Count di ---- leaned over and
whispered to me that the dislike and “_jealousy_” (I use his own words)
of the English for the Americans seemed inappeasable! I observed that
the side of the room that was chiefly occupied by the people of rank
was mute, the nobles maintaining a cold and polished indifference; but
in the other end of the _sala_, which was filled with half-pay officers
and the _hoi polloi_ of the travellers, the _yell_ was quite suited
to the theme. One might have fancied it the murdered father shrieking
under the knife of the parricidal son.
At the _receptions_ of Don Camillo Borghese, as the Romans style him,
one sees most of the strangers. These entertainments are _dansantes_,
and, as the rooms are large and the music noble, they are imposing;
though the company is far from being of the purest water. As a proof
of this, a noisy party preceded us, the other evening, the young men
calling out to each other, “Where is the fat man?”--“Now for the fat
man,” &c. the prince being almost unwieldy from his size. Waltzes
are the favourite dances; though no people know how to waltz but the
Germans--or, indeed, to play the necessary airs, but their musicians.
It has struck me that I have seen no people who had the organ of
_time_, but the Germans and the negroes of America: and a waltz without
the utmost accuracy in the movement is a ridiculous dance. I have
observed that the young women of condition in France and Italy were
not often permitted to join in this dance, by their mothers, with men
as partners, unless the latter were near connexions; and as the latter
arrangement cannot well be made in a public ball, none joined in the
waltzes here.
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