Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine — Volume 53, No. 327, January, 1843

by Various

Rondinello! rondinello!

Tu sei nero, ma sei bello.

Cosa fà se tu sei nero?

Rondinello! sei il premiero

De' volanti, palpitanti

(E vi sono quanti quanti!)

Mai tenuto a questo petto,

E percio sei il mio diletto.[¹¹]

Cornelia.—Here is the cocomero; it cannot be more insipid. Try it.

Tasso.—Where is the boy who brought it? where is the boy who sang my Aminta? Serve him first; give him largely. Cut deeper; the knife is too short: deeper, mia brave Corneliolina! quite through all the red, and into the middle of the seeds. Well done!