If the tenant be not rich, he studies with his landlord the means of becoming so.
Everywhere agriculture is making progress, and it will ere long have no further progress to make.

Man becomes better and greater by dint of struggling with Nature.

He learns his own value, he sees whither he is tending; in cultivating his field, he cultivates himself.
I am compelled in strict truth to admit that religion loses ground a little in these fine provinces.

I vainly sought in the towns of the Adriatic for those mural inscriptions of _Viva Gesu! Viva Maria!_ and so on, which had so edified me on the other side of the Apennines.

At Bologna I read sonnets at the corners of all the streets,--sonnet to Doctor Massarenti, who cured Madame Tagliani; sonnet to young Guadagni, on the occasion of his becoming Bachelor of Arts, etc., etc.
At Faenza, these mural inscriptions evinced a certain degree of fanaticism, but the fanaticism of the dramatic art: _Viva la Ristori! Viva la diva Rossi!_ At Rimini, and at Forli, I read _Viva Verdi!_ (which words had not then the political significance they have recently attained,) _Viva la Lotti!_ together with a long list of dramatic and musical celebrities.
While I was visiting the holy house of Loretto, which, as all the world knows, or ought to know, was transported by Angels, furniture and all, from Palestine, to the neighbourhood of Ancona, a number of pilgrims came in upon their knees, shedding tears and licking the flags with their tongues.