Austria the hand, the papal power the brain! and no energy in the victim for resistance--only for hatred.

They do hate here, I am glad to say.
But we linger at Florence in spite of all.

It was delightful to find ourselves in the old nest, still warm, of Casa Guidi, to sit in our own chairs and sleep in our own beds; and here we shall stay as late perhaps as March, if we don't re-let our house before.

Then we go to Rome and Naples.

You can't think how we have caught up our ancient traditions just where we left them, and relapsed into our former soundless, stirless hermit life.