Alphonse de Lamartine Quote

The melodious breeze, running throughout Italy, became one with Italy itself. It is the sound of a voice of a loved person, inseparable from the enchantment produced on us by the person himself. As soon as one sets foot on Italian soil, one hears this voice in every murmur, in every tree, in every wave, in every breeze, just as in every verse.

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