The Roman princesses were not a little talked of up to the end of the thirteenth century.

Under the French rule their gallantry assumed a military complexion.

They used to go and see their admirers play billiards at the Cafe Nuovo.

But hypocrisy and morality have made immense progress since the restoration.

The few who have afforded matter for the scandalous chronicles of Rome are sexagenarians, and their adventures are inscribed on the tablets of history, between Austerlitz and Waterloo.
The young princess whom we have just seen entering upon her married life, will begin by presenting her husband with sundry little princes and princesses; and there is no rampart against illicit affection like your row of little cradles.
In five or six years, when she might have leisure for evil thoughts, she will be bound hand and foot by the exigencies of society.