Novella

1    3|     lo tiran su. Piangeva a calde lacrime. - «Oh Maestà! Ma
2    6|     brilla!» - E piangeva a calde lagrime. Tornano i fratelli
3   27| figatelli, latte tremante e calde puine, con acqua rosa inzucherate,
4   27| perchè la mattina son puine calde et tenerelle, cauo de latte

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