Rule of the Monk; Or, Rome in the Nineteenth CenturyGaribaldi, Giuseppe
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Rule of the Monk; Or, Rome in the Nineteenth Century
Garibaldi, Giuseppe
Italian fiction -- Translations into English; Rome (Italy) -- History -- 1798-1870 -- Fiction
However all this may be, a frugal supper in the forest on the soft green
turf, hitherto untrodden by any foot of man; the guests seated on the
trunks of old trees that furnish also a glowing and dancing fire; by the
side moreover, of such companions as Julia, Clelia, and Irene--a supper
in such circumstances must be a more delightful height of enjoyment
than civilization could reach. _Per Dio!_ give us such a forest supper,
though it consist only of fruit and the luck of the chase, against any
grand in-door entertainment. Many a time have we shared such a repast.
But our forest party had more than meagre fare. Gasparo, who was also
in charge of the baggage, was commissioned, in company with Jack, to
purchase and look after the provisions. He now spread a cold collation
before the chiefs, with the sailor-boy's assistance--garnishing it
with some green branches--which would have tempted even the palate of a
Lucullus.
A few flasks of Montepulciano and Orvieto embellished the enamelled
table, and, the savory meats, seasoned with the appetite which follows
an arduous day's work, disappeared with amazing celerity.
Julia was in high spirits. It was the first time she had shared in such
a _fete-champetre_, in the society, above all, of those who were her
_bello ideale_ of all that was romantic, chivalrous, and gallant.
Very near to her was her Muzio, disguised in the garb of a Roman model,
and who was now known and proclaimed to be the descendant of an ancient
noble family, and one of the richest heirs in Rome, it might yet appear.
That resistless principle, which, like the loadstone and the needle,
attracts loving souls one to the other, kept him at the side of the
woman of his heart, watching her slighest wish, providing her with every
thing with proud servility; and all the while humbly glancing at her
with that look which art vainly seeks to represent--the look which
alone can be given and understood between those who love with a true and
perfect love.
Julia also, with a little graceful dignity, enjoyed hearing Clelia and
Irene converse with Jack in broken Italo-English. They drew him out to
relate some of the episodes of his sea-life, the adventures he had met
with, and the tempests he had witnessed in his long voyages to India
and China, for he had been at sea since he was seven years old.
The description he gave of the Chinese who stay at home and employ
themselves in different kinds of work performed by women in other
countries, while their wives row, and till the land, with their babies
slung in a basket on their backs, caused much laughter among his fair
hearers, and, indeed, to all present, when translated to them by one of
the company.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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