Chapter 642 of 1964 · 64 words · ~1 min read

LXXXIV.

"And then there are the dancers; there's the Nini, With more than one profession gains by all; Then there's that laughing slut the Pelegrini, She, too, was fortunate last Carnival, And made at least five hundred good _zecchini_, But spends so fast, she has not now a paul; And then there's the Grotesca--such a dancer! Where men have souls or bodies she must answer.