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OLIVIA. "Why what would you? " / VIOLA. "Make me a willow cabin at your gate, / And call upon my soul within the house; / Write loyal cantos of contemned love, / And sing them loud even in the dead of night: / Halloo your name to the reverberate hills, / And make the babbling gossip of the air / Cry out, Olivia! O! you should not rest / Between the elements of air and earth, / But you should pity me. " / TWELFTH NIGHT.
Since Vivaldi had failed to procure an explanation of the words of the monk, he determined to relieve himself from the tortures of suspence, respecting a rival, by going to the villa Altieri, and declaring his pretensions. On the morning immediately following his late adventure, he went thither, and on enquiring for Signora Bianchi, was told that she could not be seen. With much difficulty he prevailed upon the old house-keeper to deliver a request that he might be permitted to wait upon her for a few moments. Permission was granted him, when he was conducted into the very apartment where he had formerly seen Ellena. It was unoccupied and he was told that Signora Bianchi would be there presently.