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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>ER ZAGRIFIZZIO D'ABBRAMO II (Abraham's Sacrifice 2)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Doppo fatta un boccon de colazzione <br>Partirno tutt'e quattro a giorno chiaro, <br>E camminorno sempre in orazzione <br>Pe quarche mijo ppiù der centinaro. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"Semo arrivati: alò", disse er vecchione, <br>"Incollete er fascetto, fijo caro", <br>Poi, vortannose in là, fece ar garzone: <br>"Aspettateme qui voi cor zomaro". </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Saliva Isacco, e diceva: "Papà, <br>Ma diteme, la vittima indov'è"? <br>E lui j'arisponneva: "Un po' ppiù in là". </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ma quanno finarmente furno sù, <br>Strillò Abbramo ar fijolo: "Isacco, a tte, <br>Faccia a tterra: la vittima sei tu". </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>English </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">II <br>After having a little breakfast <br>All four of them left at dawn, <br>And walked in prayer <br>A bit further than one hundred miles. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">"Here we are: come on", said the old man, <br>"Take the bundle, dear son", <br>Then, turning towards the servant, he told him: <br>"You wait here with the donkey". </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">While climbing, Isaac asked: "Daddy, <br>Tell me, where's the victim?" <br>And he answered: "A bit further on". </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=400989" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">But when they finally reached the top, <br>Abraham cried to his son: "Isaac, it's up to you, <br>Lay face down: you are the victim".</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Giuseppe+Gioacchino+Belli">Giuseppe Gioacchino Belli</a></strong></div>

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