is my brother, and he is now in our village in good health, rich,
married, and with three children."
"Thanks be to God for all the mercies he has shown him," said the
captive; "for to my mind there is no happiness on earth to compare with
recovering lost liberty."
"And what is more," said the gentleman, "I know the sonnets my brother
made."
"Then let your worship repeat them," said the captive, "for you will
recite them better than I can."
"With all my heart," said the gentleman; "that on the Goletta runs thus."
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