January 10, 1842: Cupid Poem |
My padrona came to my room this morning to console me for lame feet caused by tight boots, and prevents my going out - she is very kind, and as amiable as a woman can be who is fresh, & plumb. But past forty, she has found my taste for poetry. She brought me a manuscript poem, which she read with the Venetian accent, and a gallant piece of poetry it is - she had the complaisance to seat herself Reside me while I copied it - as follows:
AMOR CAPUCINO
[poem follows, in Italian]



AMOR CAPUCINO
[poem follows, in Italian]








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