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Title: The essays of Leigh Hunt
Year: 1903 (1900s)
Authors: Hunt, Leigh, 1784-1859 Symons, Arthur, 1865-1945, ed Brock, H. M. (Henry Matthew), 1875-1960 illus
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Publisher: New York, E.P. Dutton and Company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
Digitizing Sponsor: Sloan Foundation

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bade sparkling farewell to a world which he had madehappy. It seemed also, by his looks, as if he promised tomake his appearance again to-morrow ; but there was attimes a deep breathing western wind, and dark purple cloudscame up here and there, like gorgeous waiters at a funeral.The children in a village not far from the metropolis wereplaying however on the green, content with the brightnessof the moment, when they saw a female approaching, whogathered them about her by the singularity of her dress. Itwas not a very remarkable dress ; but any difference fromthe usual apparel of their country-women appeared so tothem ; and crying out, A French girl! A French girl! they ran up to her, and stood looking and talking. The stranger seated herself upon a bench that was fixedbetween two elms, and for a moment leaned her headagainst one of them, as if faint with walking. But sheraised it speedily, and smiled with complacency on the rudeurchins. She had a boddice and petticoat on of different
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TKey r>>r\ up to Ke>* • &r*i j-tood looking *r.A b»lkir\g* THE ITALIAN GIRL 165 colours, and a handkerchief tied neatly about her head withthe point behind. On her hands were gloves withoutfingers ; and she wore about her neck a guitar, upon thestrings of which one of her hands rested. The childrenthought her very handsome. Anybody else would alsohave thought her very ill; but they saw nothing beforethem but a good-natured looking foreigner and a guitar,and they asked her to play. 0 che bel ragazzi/ saidshe, in a soft and almost inaudible voice ;— Che visllieti!Y and she began to play. She tried to sing too,but her voice failed her, and she shook her head smilingly,saying Statical stanca/ 2 Sing—do sing, said thechildren ; and nodding her head, she was trying to do so,when a set of boys came up and joined in the request. No, no, said one of the elder boys, she is not well.You are ill, ant you,—Miss ? added he, laying his handupon hers as if to hinder it. He drew

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