Excerpt from Contes en Vers Et ChansonsPour Zanetta, dès le matin, Il redit tendre barcarolle Et nuit et jour, dans sa gondole, Du nom de Zanetta fatiguant les échos, Le mêle en soupirant au murmure des flots. Tant d'amour a touché le coeur de la fillette Quand, près de son père, le soir, Sur la rive elle vient s'asseoir, C'est Urbino que son oeil guette.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.