book called _Le Strade_ (_Streets_). Delightful poet that she is,
with lines that flame in memory, her prose is commonplace. Not many have written well both prose and verse.
Calzini was quite mad over Sicily. He tarried longest in Siracusa, to worship at the feet of the _Landolina Venus_. Somewhere he exclaims, thinking of the statue, “we have come to you across nations and ac...