Now that the husband was home again, Turridu no longer wasted his days in the little street, but drowned his sorrow at the tavern...
“I am crazy about you,” Turridu would say; “I am losing my sleep and my appetite.”
“I dont believe it!”
“I wish I was the son...
“Id like to take her from under his very eyes, the dirty dog!” he muttered.
Across from Alfios house lived Master Cola, the vine-grower, who...
“It is a blessing to have sight of you!” said he.
“Oh, friend Turridu, I was told that you came back around the first of...
Giovanni Verga (1840—1922)
With Verga we find ourselves in modern times. The dawn of the Nineteenth Century found Italy in the full flood of that...
Phaedrus (15 B.C.?—55 A.D.?)
It was the chief distinction of this writer to have collected the Fables of Jesop (or whoever it was who wrote...
Maidservant
But she was ill-pleased by such commonplace consolation, and smote her breast more violently than ever, tearing out her hair and throwing it upon...
The rest of the jackals, seeing him of such a fine complexion, prostrated themselves before him, and said: “According as Your Highness commands!” By...
Intermingle
On being thus left to himself, he marked the spot with some grass and leaves which he plucked. Next day he applied to the...
The Dove And The Crow (Anonymous: 2nd Century B.C. or later)
It is thought that the collection of fables now known as the Panchatantra had...
