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    ROSA FERHUCCI. 233

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    « Honiliab, As We Have Now Become With, ...

    stars , the sea , the trees , and the _Tbirds ; and I should never have learnt them except from this great voice of nature . " Then she

    wrote , " Sweet were the impressions , Gaetano , that one _long walk yesterday in that _Tbeantiful garden left on me . Is it not true that

    the flowers , the trees , the deep blue sky , the sweet air , the singing of the birds , the humming of the insects , all combined to raise our

    souls to God ? I know very well that all these lovely things were flect more back joyful your tome thoug because hts to you me . " were . . there . 6 , ( and On the they eve seemed of St . to John

    reall Florence was illuminated , every one was laughing and playing and looking eagerly at the illuminations and artificial fire , but no

    one thought of admiring the most beautiful ornament of the fete . I mean the moonwhose trembling light -was reflected in the Arno

    , , g lengthening ives a further the long insight shadows into this of the beautiful trees . " mind The : — following ci . . Another letter

    time sinkin , with g below some the friends horizon , we , moment went to "h Romito j moment . The his sun last was rays alread were y

    lost in the twilight , and soon the moon rose behind the mountains . Her silver beams were reflected in _tlie sea , _Lipon which nothing but

    one fishing-boat was to be seen , and the ripple of the waves slowly dying among the rocks alone broke the silence of the night .

    From time to time we crossed the dried-up bed of one of the torrents , which descend from the mountain into the sea , and thus

    sometimes talking , sometimes silent , gazing and admiring , we passed the two little towers . " . . cc Here is an idea of my dear

    Louise P . Imagine ! only in her last letter , she compares me to a navigator advancing towards a new world . However , she adds 'love

    is a very old world . ' Ah , my good Louise—to me it is new ; very new , Gaetano , and I even believe that it need never become old _,,

    because it comes directly from God , who endures eternally in eternal youth : therefore I have a certain hope thatafter having been _,

    united on earth He will unite us again in the , life to come ; and this thought alone raises me from earth to heaven . "

    Rosa well understood the secret of finding her happiness in that of others . " Dear October comes . If I cannot enjoy the countryI

    shall be happy in thinking of the pleasure you are finding there , . . . . I cannottell you what pleasure it is to me when my

    sight is lost in the deep blue of the beautiful mornings , when Vaure dolce senza muiamentoand the lovely _eveningswhen the stars

    seem to speak and tell in _, sacred language of the , wisdom of God . The country does our souls good when we are admiring its

    perpetually new beauties and treasures . It is more easy for us to reniem-God . I often say to myself , what will heaven be if there is so of

    be _* r that if earth was created for man , man was created in the love much beauty on this poor earth upon which we are less inhabitants

    than travellers ?" Another letter of hersgives us a further viewof , her intellectual

    , life . " I read in . the Revue des Deux Mondes this beautiful thought

    VOJG . VIII . S

    Rosa Ferhucci. 233

    ROSA FERHUCCI . 233

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  • English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), Dec. 1, 1861, page 233, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse-os.kdl.kcl.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01121861/page/17/