Born of miracles
And of imaginations and of dreams?
Is this Judea
And a day divine,
Not Italy and unregeneration,
Where God deputes the world to Borgias?
The father of it was he—he and no other!
Aloysius.
But in her innocence she—
Rizzio.
Born of miracles
And of imaginations and of dreams?
Is this Judea
And a day divine,
Not Italy and unregeneration,
Where God deputes the world to Borgias?
The father of it was he—he and no other!
Aloysius.
But in her innocence she—
Rizzio.