...his life, Francesco flew to Venice, «nd, embarking, Filing it away in battle with the Turk. Donati lived — and long might you have seen An old man...Something he could not find — he knew not what. When be was gone, the house remained awhile Silent and tenantlen — then went to strangers. Full fifty...

...alas, she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could any thing be guess'd, But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and embarking, Flung it away in battle with the Turk. Donati lived — and long might you have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something, Something...

...alas, she was not to be found ; . Nor from that hour could any thing be guessed. But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and, embarking. Flung it away In battle with the Turk. Donati lived — and long might you have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something, Something...

...alas, she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could any thing be guessed, But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and, embarking, Flung it away in battle with the Turk. Donati lived — and long might you have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something, Something...

...aku, she was not to be found ; Kor from that hour could any thing he guessed, But that she was not! Weary of his life. Francesco flew to Venice, and. embarking, Flung it away in battle with the Turk. Donati lived— and long might you have seen An od man wandering as in quest of something. Something...

...every golden clasp ; And on her brow, fairer than alabaster, Weary of his life, A coronet of pearls. Francesco flew to Venice, and embarking, Flung it away in battle with the Turk. But then her face, Donati lived — and long might you have So lovely, yet so arch, so full of mirth,...

...alas, she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could any thing be guessed, But that she was not ! Weary of his life, Francesco flew to Venice, and embarking, Flung it away in battle with the Turk. Donati lived — and long might you have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something, Something...

...alas ! she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could any thing be guessed, But that she was not ! Weary of his life Francesco flew to Venice, and embarking Flung it away in battle with the Turk. Donati lived — and long might you have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something, Something...

...alas ! she was not to be found ; Nor from that hour could any thing be guessed, But that she was not ! Weary of his life Francesco flew to Venice, and embarking Flung it away in battle with the Turk. Donati lived — and long might you have seen An old man wandering as in quest of something', Something...

...! Nor from that hour could any thing be guess'd, But that she was not. Weary of his life, Francisco flew to Venice, and embarking, Flung it away in battle with the Turk. Donatia liv'd — and long might you have seen An old man searching in quest of something ; Something...