Fortunate Isles:
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共 23 段- "Here I am at Palma," he wrote to his friend Fontana, "in th
- Sometimes a leviathan-like liner, making a holiday tour of
- If your taste turns to fowl, at your request the bird suspen
- He shook his head over the idea of the Lonja being on view o
- Now in the garden there was a _kake_ tree laden with ripe ro
- Up and up we mounted, Fernando and the Boy walking lightly i
- Set at regular intervals on a slender brown stem, it bore cl
- We were nibbling at the appetizers, trying to restrain ourse
- At the foot of a steep ascent the conveyance stopped, and fo
- I must write this heresy in a whisper, for the information w
- We had no idea where to go. All the information we had been
- Our driver was a genial man who had emigrated and made his m
- Meanwhile the pigs, whose lamentations had rent the silence
- The wind had obligingly blown us on our feet out the three m
- Near the foot of the precipitous part of the climb they had
- The Man and I had secured the front seats. The Boy was insid
- An eminence in the centre of the enclosure revealed the site
- The path ended at a gate that opened into private grounds. I
- To our emancipated way of thinking there was something curio
- In one of the side chapels is a delicately modelled recumben
- As we neared the church we saw approaching from a side stree
- It was Monday morning, and when the Man went out in search o
- The cura was not at home, but his parents, a dear old peasan