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QUANDO NER PICCIOLIN TORNÒ DI FRANCIA ...	WHEN PICCIOLINI GOT BACK HERE FROM FRANCE ...
Cecco Angiolieri	tr. Leonard Cottrell
Quando Ner Picciolin tornò di Francia, era sì caldo de' molti fiorini, che li uomin li parean topolini, e di ciascun si facea beff'e ciancia. Ed usava di dir: - Mala mescianza possa venir a tutti mie' vicini, quand'e' son appo me sì picciolini, che mi fuora disnor la lor usanza! - Or è per lo su' senn'a' tal condotto, che non ha neùn sì picciol vicino, che non si disdegnasse farli motto. Ond'io mettere' 'l cuor per un fiorino che, anzi che passati sien mesi otto, s'egli avrà pur del pan, dirà: - Bonino!	When Picciolini got back here from France, the man was such hot stuff with all his cash that people seemed to him like little mice. He treated us with mockery and jest: he used to say - "I hope that some mischance befalls my next-door neighbors and the rest because, compared with me, they're all such trash, I really have to try hard to be nice!" This genius now has come to such a pass that even humble neighbors think it best not to give our friend the time of day. Before the year's out you can bet your ass he'll be so thankful that he'll say - "God bless" - for any piece of bread that comes his way.