This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1858 Excerpt: ...spada al f anco, CoUo dritto, musco franco; Un gran casco, un gran turbante, Molto onor, poco contante; Ed invece del fandango Una morcia in mezzo al fiango. Per montagne e per valloni Colle nevi, e i solleoni, Al concerto di tromboni Di bombarde, e di canoui, Che le palle in tutti i tuoni Alie orecchie fan fiscbiar. Cherubino, alio vittoria, Alia gloria militar. partono tutti. scENA vm. Sus. Poor fellow I he is grieved because my lord turns him out of the castle. Fio. What on such a happy day? to Vie r. Sus. On a wedding-day I Fro. When every one admires you I Che. Pardon, my lord kneels Count. You do not deserve it. Sus. He is yet a boy. Count. Less than you think. Che. I erred, it is true; but at last, from my lips--Count. Well, well I forgive you; nay, I will do more; an officer's commission is vacant in my regiment; I appoint you--set out immediately; adieu. Fio. I Oh I pray, only till to-morrow l Count. No, let him set out without delay. Che. I am ready to obey you, my lord. CouNT.Come, for the last time, (ironically to Che.) em-brace Susanna. (The blow is unexpected.) exit with Sus. Flg. Halloo, Captain; shake hands with mo too. (I want to speak to you (softly to Che ) before you go.) Adieu, my litllo Cherubino--how in a moment your destiny changos I Thou, amorous butterfly, shalt no longor go Fluttering about, day and night, Troubling the repose of beauties--Pretty Narcissus, little Adonis of love. No longer you'll have those pretty feathers, That light and graceful hat, That head of hair, that lively look, Nor those rosy girlish cheeks. Among warriors, by Jupiter I Bushy whiskers and small jackets; On your shoulder a heavy gun; A stiff neck and bold face; A big helmet, a large turban. Much honor, little cas...