No More Learning

The sun
poured down a golden flood by dayiand the moon by night cast her
silvery gleams over spacious hallfivhere the voice of revelry and the
splendour of the festivities given by the Doges Veniero and the Priuli,
the successors of the good Trevisano, might have evoked in many a
youthful breast a taste for amusement and a desire for wealth, but they
met no           in Perino.