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The profound sorrow felt by Bologna at the sad announcement of the irreparable loss of Giambattista Count Ercolani, calls us to-day, reverent and desolate, around this bier for the last farewell to the illustrious and excellent citizen.
But it is not the mourning of Bologna only; all Italy with emotion lifts the funeral shroud, and salutes the corpse of one of her most famous and favorite sons.
Wherever darted the swift, electric fluid, conveying the sad intelligence, a cry of grief burst from all who knew the man or his reputation.
Scientific academies, universities, bodies of learned men, politicians, civil and military authorities, civic, municipal and provincial associations vie with each other in rendering this tribute of respect, affection, and sorrow to the man who had such claims on the public regard.
The press of the city, every class of liberals in politics, are unanimously showing the general grief.
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