Giuseppe Garibaldi: “Hypocrites and wretches! you do not possess even the brutal frankness of Austria!”

The Rome which I had painted in my imagination, no longer existed.

But who, in those days, had ever taught them how to be patriots and Italians?

Her tender affection for me has, perhaps, been excessive; but do I not owe to her love, to her angel-like character, the little good that belongs to mine?

They sang of love, until I was transported; and they endeavored to excite themselves to patriotism by singing of Italy!