"Look at the alchemic glass," he cried; "something glows in the crucible, pure and heavy." He lifted it with a trembling hand, and exclaimed in a voice of agitation, "Gold! gold!"
"Reguarda le vitro alchimic", ille critava; "alique pur e pesante brilla in le crucibulo." Per un mano tremule ille lo levava, e in grande agitation clamava: "Auro! Auro!"Tatoeba-2020.08 Tatoeba-2020.08