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Luigi. And such grace have they, now that the world ends!

The Python in the city, on the throne,
And grave men, God would crown for slaying him,
Lurk in bye-corners lest they fall his prey,
Are crowns yet to be won, in this late time,
Which weakness makes me hesitate to reach?
'Tis God's voice calls, how could I stay? Farewell!

Talk by the way, while Pippa is passing from the Turret to the Bishop's brother's House, close to the Duomo. S. Maria. Poor Girls sitting on the steps.

First Girl. There goes a swallow to Venice—the stout seafarer!

Seeing those birds fly, makes one wish for wings.
Let us all wish; you, wish first!

Second Girl. I? This sunset
To finish—

Third Girl. That old—somebody I know,

Greyer and older than my grandfather,
To give me the same treat he gave last week—
Feeding me on his knee with fig-peckers,
Lampreys, and red Breganze-wine, and mumbling
The while some folly about how well I fare,
To be let eat my supper quietly:
Since had he not himself been late this morning
Detained at—never mind where,—had he not...
'Eh, baggage, had I not!'—

Second Girl. How she can lie!

Third Girl. Look there—by the nails!

Second Girl. What makes your fingers red?

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