An enraged enemy glutting their inſatiable vengeance in  the  blood of their royal countrymen immolated to the menacing pride and cruelties of an inefficient fœderacy of crowned heads in the cauſe of Royalty.

The Florentine winter lasts only from mid-December to March, and in that season there are luminous days, but there are also jeeringly cold nights and days together when the tramontana wind comes devastatingly down from the Alps three pinched days at a spell, blowing pitilessly […]

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Greenwood sees his part-time work as more than just beer money though. It's also a year of groundwork, he says.