The Duchess of Palliano

📖 The Scoop

Palermo, July twenty second, 1838.

I am nothing of a naturalist, i have handiest a totally moderate acquaintance with the Greek language; my chief object in coming to go to Sicily has not been to have a look at the phenomena of Etna, nor to throw light, for my own or for different human beings's advantage, on all that the antique Greek writers have stated approximately Sicily. I sought first of all the pride of the eyes, which is sizeable on this strange land. It resembles Africa, or so people say; however what to my thoughts is pretty positive is that it resembles Italy most effective in its devouring passions. The Sicilians are a race of whom one would possibly well say that the phrase impossible does now not exist for them once they are inflamed by way of love or by means of hatred, and hatred, in this fair land, in no way arises from any pecuniary hobby.........

Genre: Fiction / General (fancy, right?)