So the two brothers and their murdered man Rode past fair Florence.
Florence Foresti: 
Everything about Florence seems to be coloured with a mild violet, like diluted wine.Henry James
When all the medical officers have retired for the night, and silence and darkness have settled down upon those miles of prostrate sick, she [Florence Nightingale] may be observed alone, with a little lamp in her hand, making her solitary rounds.
Everything about Florence seems to be coloured with a mild violet, like diluted wine.
Ungrateful Florence! Dante sleeps afar, Like Scipio , buried by the upbraiding shore.lord byron