Qflorence/J Poetry the Brownin Gs

A. C. McCLURo

1904

M W October 5, 1 904

With four exceptions, the photographs reproduced in this work are li r r l r n h em the ate e of the Brothers Alina i, F o e ce, and are used b y rr n ement wi ir r and consent Th special a a g th the app oval . e Casa ” “ ” i armin l r and th Book - Stall in Piazza Guid , the C e C oiste , e San Lorenzo are b y Miss Una Mcmahan ; the Piazza and Church of ” Fl n San Lorenzo is b y Manelli, ore ce.

T il l UNIVI RSIT Y P81 88 CAM BRIDGI U . 8. A , , . ANNIE H OW ELL ANNIS

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B B OW NING

C O N T E N T S

INTRODUCTION

B Y ELIZ ABETH BARRE T T B ROWNIN G

CASA GUIDI WINDOWS THE DAN CE

B Y ROB ERT BROWNIN G

OLD PICTURES IN FLORENCE

FRA LIPPO LIPPI

ANDREA DEL SARTO

TEE STATUE AND THE BUST

HE R G THE B K BOOK I T IN AND OO .

ONE WORD MORE

I L L U S T RA T I O N S

Casa Guidi Windows F rontispiece

Bridges of the Arno To face page 24

’ Monument to Giuliano de Medici 26 New Sacristy of San Lorenzo

’ Monument to Lorenzo de Medici New Sacristy of San Lorenzo

Martyrdom of Savonarola Museum of San Marco

Statue Of Savonarola

Palazzo Vecchio

Cell of Savonarola

Museum of San Marco

Church of Santa Maria Novella

Fresco of Inferno ndrea r a n , by A O c g a Strozzi Chapel of Santa Maria Novella Madonna Encollai Chapel of Santa Maria Novella

ruciﬁxion b ar her tone C , y M g i Church of Santa Croce

Portrait of Fra Angelico Academy of Fine Arts

The Pitti Palace

Loggia dei Lanzi

Monument to Dante Church of Santa Croce [ iX ] ILLUSTRATIONS

Fresco of Dante Toface page 59

Gate of San Niccolb

Gate of San Gallo

Bust ofBrutus

Piazza in the Caseine

View of Florence

am anile with athedral and Ba tistr C p , C p y

Portrait of Michel Angelo Cﬁzi Gallery

Portrait of Raphael Sanzio Uﬂiz i Gallery

Portrait OfLeonardo da Vinci Uﬂizi Gallery

Statue of Niobe

Uﬂizi Gallery

The Dying Alexander

or iott and addeo Gaddi P traits of Cimabue, G o, T Spanish Chapel of Santa Maria Novella

Statue OfNiccola Pisauo

Portico of Uﬁzi

Portrait of Ghiberti

Palazzo Vecchio

Portrait Of Ghirlandajo

Santa Maria Novella

Portrait Of Botticelli

Uﬁzi Gallery

Portrait Of Filippino Lippi Uﬁizi Gallery

r n of the Vir in b orenzo onaco Co onatio g , y L M Ufﬁzi Gallery X l ILLUSTRATIONS

Madonna and Sain s b Baldovinetti t , y

Church of San Spirito

The Cloisters of the Carmine

ortrait of osimo the Elder b on rm P C , y P to o Uﬁzi Gallery

St. Jerome b Fra Fili o i i , y pp L pp Academy of Fine Arts

Church of the Carmine

Grou of An els b Giotto p g , y Medici Chapel in Santa Croce

Portrait of Masaccio Brancacci Chapel in Church of the Carmine

The ri ute one b asaccio T b M y, y M Brancacci Chapel in Church of the Carmine

orona ion of the Vir in b Fili o i i C t g , y pp L pp Academy of Fine Arts Portrait of Filippo Lippi Academy of Fine Arts

Portrait of Andrea del Sarto and his Wife Pitti Gallery

View of Fiesole

adonna b Andrea del Sarto M , y Pitti Gallery

Palace Riccardi- Mannelli ’ Piazza dell Annunziata

Villa Petraja

’ ici Statue of Ferdinand I. de Med ’ Piazza dell Annunz iata

Piazza and Church of San Lorenzo

Book- stall in Piazza San Lorenzo

[ xi ] ILLUSTRATIONS

Interior of San Lorenzo

Strozzi Palace

Piazza Santa Trinita

Bridge of Santa Trinita

Porta Romans M ’ m rs. Brownings To b Protestant Cemetery

Donna Velata

Pitti Gallery

Madonna del Granduca

Pitti Gallery

’ Galileo s Tower

The Protestant Cemetery Piazza Donatello I ntr odu ction

LTHOUGH n ish e s ir h the ci O a E gl po t by b t , ty f rence in a was the h me of Ro er and Flo , It ly, o b t . Elizabeth Barrett Browning during the ﬁfteen

h ir w i e ears e e e . For h his was a eri y Of t dd d l f bot , t p od not only Of supreme happiness but of continual literary

r uc i n m s which was r un and ess n ia p od t o , o t Of p ofo dly e t lly

inﬂuence a ian c n i i ns and a ian a m s here d by It l o d t o It l t o p . The most distinctively lyrical poetry of Robert Browning belongs almost entirely to these years ; whoever would see him as a sin er in is inc i n r m the rama is g , d t t o f o d t t Of his earlier period or the philosophical and religious poet Of his a er i e mus urn to the ems wri en urin l t l f , t t po tt d g this ” ime of li e e and a TO h e s th . e his r t f , lov , It ly bot po t to y, the scener the art rence was a c n inua ins ira y, Of Flo , o t l p tion ; poems and correspondence alike show the supreme place it held in their affections. The most beautiful ” Of t e ci ies e ise man sa s Mrs r wnin in o h . ne t d v d by , y B o g, ” Of her e ers c m e in rence as rence a l tt ; o pl t g Flo Flo It ly,

sa s R er r wnin s ea in the cam ani e of the y ob t B o g, p k g Of p l

’ r wnin s i e- n in eres in a ian o i i Mrs. B o g l f lo g t t It l p l t cs and in popular liberty are too well known to need further [ 13 ] INTRODUCT ION

ex si i po t on; b ut the large part played by the local color

the ci the mu i u e a usi ns the Churches Of ty, lt t d of ll o to , th e iazzas the ic ures the s a ues the ra i i ns p , p t , t t , t d t o of Florence can be understood fully only by a somewhat int imae n w e e the Ci k o l dg of ty . ’ The same is rue of n o r r wnin s ems t ma y of R be t B o g po . Fo r e am e his O i s n rence is c un e x pl , ld P cture i Flo o t d am n o g the most obscure of his shorter poems ; b ut it is s ob cure only because it assumes a larger amount of infor m a i n in the his r f m s rea ers ssess t o to y o art than o t d po . i It s true that nearly every line has some allusion to an ar is t t or an art- principle more or less unknown ; b ut there is n o Obscurity either of thought or expression when we ar e once as well informed as Browning presupposes us all to b e. u ar imse Do btless it was a mistake on his p t . H lf i l ving am n hese hin s which were a ar his ai o g t t g , p t of d ly W a and h u h it was unwise assume an e ua am un lk t o g t, to q l o t O f in eres and n is ea er But t t knowledge o the part of h r d . the err r is en ar nd s irin isi in o both complim t y a in p g . V t g

rence one of th ﬁrs m i i ns a er r wnin Flo , e t a b t o of lov of B o g ” is to o a u wi ic res in rence and her g bo t th Old P tu Flo , ot

ems as a ui - m the hin s es w r h po , g de book to so e Of t g b t o t seein g. But even such a person ﬁnds no small difﬁculty

in ca in t n h s he s ecia ic ure or s a ue or sce e. i lo t g p l p t , t t , T book is an attempt to aid him and also the still larger num ber of persons who may never see the city itself. The poems of the Brownings already have been annotated ably and sufﬁciently as far as words can serve ; the pres ent work aims to set before the eye pictures Of the places [ 1 4 ] or ers ns men i ned so that each reader ma see p o t o , y Flor ' ence for himself as nearly as pom ble as the two poets saw it ma a roach as cl se as ever is ossible to an ut , y pp , o ly p o si er the s urces of oetieal ins ira i d , o p p t on.

n ee h e s at imes seem to ve in t I d d, bot po t t ha vi ed us in o the inner sanctuar of heir min s b s atin dis t y t d , y t g tinctl the circumstances which led to oetica creati n y p l o .

Mrs r wn . B o ing tells how she heard a little child go sing in un ernea h her win ws and how with it came the g d t do , thought how the heart of Italy must beat

’ w ” T ixt church and palm of a Florence street.

W w ence the oem asa ui i in s. H p , C G d do Nor is there in all literature so painstaking an effort on the part of any writer to reveal precisely all the stages of the ir h and r wth of a em as ha made b y Brown b t g o po , t t “ ” e ing in the ﬁrst book of The Ring and the Book . H

e s the ime and the lace where he f un and the rice t ll t p o d, p

ha he ai for a cer ain s uare Old e w o k ic e t t p d , t q y llo b o p k d out from amid the promiscuous rubbish of an Old book stall ; how the story of it appealed to him from the very m men he ai han s u n it and how a sorbe in the o t l d d po , , b d rea in he oo his unconsci us wa hrou h the familiar d g, t k o y t g s ree s ﬁnishin it us as he reache the orwa where t t , g j t d do y, the black begins with the ﬁrst stone- slab of the staircase — cold an unmistakable description of the dreary en t n a was the ni h afe r he oes on ra ce to Cas G uidi. It g t t , g to el us as tr the terrace and reathed the beau t l , I od b ty [ 15 ] INTRODUCTION

” and the fearfu ness of ni h ha the ra ic iece ac e l g t, t t t g p t d i se f er a ain and he saw wi h his own e es and ear t l ov g , t y h d as if speaking with their own voices all the long - dead per

sona es the s r is ene heir mu ua accusa i ns g of to y, l t d to t t l t o and to the e en d f ces of each for his own share in it. How such revelations come to the poetic so ul no man will ever be able really to communicate to another ; but along all the is write rs who ha e a em e it r m Aris e l t of v tt pt d , f o totl to

a hew Arno is here an where a e er escri i n M tt ld, t y b tt d pt o of the nature of poetic inspiration than these passages ” from The Ring and the Book I

' I fused my live soul and that inert stuﬁ Be o in smithcra t f re attempt g f .

The life in me a olished the dea h ofthin s b t g , ” ee allin unto d D p c g eep.

Or his the ure n t , Of rapt felt by the poet i the act of creation :

The Book! I turn its medicinable leaves

In ondon now till as in Florence erst L , , A s irit lau hs and lea s throu h ever lim p g p g y b, And li hts m e e and lits me b the hair g y y , f y , ettin m ve m will a ain with hese L g e ha y g t . ” o i ive once more ? H w t tle I the dead, al

It was four years before the poem was fully wrought out and published in London ; b ut the whole conception of The Ring and the Book was practically complete at the close Of those twenty - four hours which the author has descri e so minu e The scene the s r i se ies b d t ly . Of to y t lf l

Chieﬂ in Rome and Arezz b ut the i i ic ure the y o, v v d p t of [ 16 ] INTRODUCTION

oundin s and atm s here on ha mem ra e June da surr g o p t t o bl y, the matchless description of the kindling of the poetic ﬁre

Sh r a r rre ea h belong solely to Florence. o tly fte occu d the d t o Mrs r wnin the rea in u of the h me and f . B o g, b k g p o , ' w in s e r ure r m the Ci to which he ne er Mr. ro n a B g d p t f o ty, v afterwards returned . NO effort has been made to correct what many will re

n th a he oe s Wha gard as misapprehensions o e p rt of t p t . t “ ” is known as the new criticism denies that Cimabue ” n e the a nna in San a aria e la and i es pai t d M do t M Nov l , g v it to Duccio the picture called Andrea del Sarto and his ” Wife ain e himse f is a en awa fr m An rea and , P t d by l , t k y o d

ascri e to an un n wn ar is the ene ian scho and b d k o t t of V t ol,

re be t o n n wn e ns the portraits are conside d to w u k o p rso .

Whe her ri h or wr n no cri ical c nc usi n can e er t g t o g, t o l o v ” arm of the em ca e An rea del Sa destroy the ch po ll d d rto .

wha e er name we ca the icture wha e er ar is By t v ll p , to t v t t

we assi n it the s or which r wnin rea e ween the g , t y B o g d b t lines of the two faces looking out from the canvas is no

ess e uen the m n o ue no ess rama ica e res l loq t, o ol g l d t lly xp sive of that type of artist who j ust misses his place among the very greatest by reason of his lack of spiritual power

h n re of and race. For ears u s ers ns ai ha g y , d d p o d ly d passed unmoved before this picture in the Pitti Gallery ;

one da the man of su reme drama ic ima ina i n th y p t g t o , e

oe ause and to him the i s seeme to m e an p t, p d, l p d ov d the heart to throb with a tale Of love and woe and resigned

s air Since ha ime here are n ne who de p . t t t t o read the

oem who do not wish see the ic ure i self or ai p to p t t , , f l 9 [ 17 ] INTRODUCTION in n o t W F i ha s me re r uc i n f i . i h ra i g t t, o p od t o t L ppo ” i i i t s e Lpp and other poems the case s he am . To such persons is Offered this book a selection of those poems of Robert and Elizabeth Barrett Browning which ha e wi h rence — in the e ie ha v to do t Flo , b l f t t with these two great poets as guides they will see with a new vision some of the old glories of the fair city Of the rn A o .

A B. MO . . M

FL REN O CE, In n , 1904.

F L ORE N C E in the

POETR Y m B ROWN IN G S

CA S A G UID I WI N D O WS

A POEM , IN T WO PARTS

poem contains the impressions of the writer

” F r ness . om a windo w the critic ma demur. , y

’ She bows to the o ect n in t tit her work Q io he very le of . No continuous na rrative no r eaposition of political phi loso h is attem t d b her It is a sim le stor p y p e y . p y of ersona l i m ressions whose onl value is in the intensit p p , y y with which the were received as rovin her warm y , p g ection or a beaut ul and u ortunate countr and af f if nf y ,

n hi her own goodfaith arid freedomfrom partisa s p . “ the two art o this oem the rst was written Q p s f p , ﬁ nea rly three y ears ago while the second resumes the it t n 851 The discre anc between the ac tual s ua io of 1 . p y

the tnet dness the writer who thou h she certainl hﬁ of , , g y

' or Pio Nono takes sha me u on herse that she believed, f , p y like a woman some ro al oaths and lost si ht the , y , g Qf [ 2 1 ] CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

r bable conse uences some obvious ul r f p o q of pop a dg ects. the discre anc shou kl be ain ul to the reader let [f p y p f , im u nder tand tha t to the writer it has been m r h s o e so. But such discrepancies we are called upon to accept at ever hour b the conditions our na ture im l in the y y of , p y g interval between as iration and er ormaowe between p p f ,

aith and disillusion between ho e and act. f , p f

tru sted broken r 0 p ophecy , ric s r O hestfortune ou ly croset, Born r t ur the r / fo hefut e, to ﬁmre lost!

Na not lost to the uture in this case. The u ture y , f f of

assert can:

HEARD last night a little child go singing ’ Nea h asa ui i win ows the Church t C G d d , by ,

0 bella liberta 0 hello ! s rin in , t g g

The same w r s s il on n es he wen in search o d t l ot , t

SO hi h for ou conc u e the u - s rin in g , y l d d p p g g

’ Of such a nimble bird to sky from perch

us ea e the who e ush in a rem e een M t l v l b t bl gr ,

And ha the hear Of ta mus eat t t t I ly t b , While such a voice had leave to rise serene ” ‘ Iwixt church and palace of a Florence street

A li e Chi d too who not on had een ttl l , l g b

mother 3 n er stea ie on his ee By ﬁ g d d f t,

d s i O ella liberta he san An t ll b g . as J CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

hen h u h musin the innumer us T I t o g t, g, of o Sweet songs which still for Italy outrang ’ r m er sin ers i s who san not hus F o old g l p , g t

u in and ure et wi h an Ex lt gly p ly, y , t p g

as shea he in music t uche the hear of us F t t d , o d t

So ne ha the i scarc in e a e . ﬁ ly, t t p ty ly p d

h u h how Filica a led on hers I t o g t j ot ,

ewai ers fortheir a enchaine B l It ly d,

And how he ca her chi d ess am n mo hers t y ll l l o g t ,

Wi w of em ires a and scarce re rain do p , y, f ed

Cursin her eau to her ace as r hers g b ty f , b ot ’ i h a shame sis er s Had she een ess M g t d t , b l ” She were ess wre che how ev in so l t d, , ok g From congregated wrong and heaped despair

Of men and w men wri hin un er w o t g d blo ,

arr we and hi e us in a th air H o d d o ﬁl y l , Some personating image wherein woe

Was wra in eau r m offen in much pt b ty f o d g ,

he calle it e e or Nio e T y d Cyb l , b ,

Or ai it c r se- i e on a ier for such l d o p l k b , Where all the world might drop for Italy Those cadenced tears which b urn not where

ouch t ,

Ju ie na i ns cans h u die as we l t of t o , t t o And was the violet crown that crowned thy head

80 ver- ar e h u h new u s made it r u h o l g , t o g b d o g ,

s i e wn and across hine e e i s ead It l pp d do , t y l d d ,

0 swee air Ju ie ? such s n s en u h t, f l t Of o g o g ,

Too man such com laints l eho ins ea y of p B ld, t d, [ 23 ] CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

’ 1 i at er na Ju ie s mar e r u h Vo d V o , l t bl t o g ;

As i as ha is are all ima es vo d t t , g Men set between themselves and actual wrong

ca ch the wei h of i mee the s ress To t g t p ty, t t ’ Of conscience ; since tis easier to gaze long On mournful masks and sad eﬁigies h an on rea i e wea crea ures crushe s r n . T l, l v , k t d by t o g

For me who stan in a to- da , d It ly y

Where w r hier ets s and san ef re o t po tood g b o ,

i e ir w r s insa ss heir f s s et he a . I k t oot t p , y t o d g y I can but muse in h0pe upon this shore Of golden Arno as it shoots away ’ hr u h rence hear enea h her ri es f ur T o g Flo t b t b dg o ,

en ri es seemin to s rain off i e ws B t b dg g t l k bo , And tremble while the arrowy undertide

Sh s on and c ea es the mar le as it es oot , l v b go ,

And s ri es u a ace- wa s on ei her si e t k p p l ll t d ,

And r hs the c rnice out in i erin r ws f ot o gl tt g o ,

Wi h rs and win ws uain mul i ied t doo do q tly t pl ,

And errace- swee s and azers u n all t p , g po , By whom if ﬂower or kerchief were thrown out

r m an a ice here the same w u a F o y l tt t , o ld f ll

n the ri er un ernea h no u I to v d t , do bt, ’ r n an as wi wa and wal It u s so close d f t t xt ll l . How beautiful 1 The mountains from without i n In silence listen for the word sa d ext .

Wha w r wi men sa here where i an e t o d ll y, G otto pl t d

1 The show at Verona as the tomb of Juliet an em t trou h of stone. y , , p y g [ 24 ]

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do e ie e i ines n I b l v , d v t A gelo,

ha win er- h ur in Via ar a when T t t o L g , 1 he a e hee ui a s a ue u in sn w T y b d t b ld t t p o , And straight that marvel of thine art again ’ iss e enea h the sun s a ian w D olv d b t It l glo ,

hine e es i a e wi h the as ic assi n T y , d l t d t pl t p o , hawin in r s w un e manh since T g, too, d op of o d d ood, ,

m c a i e hine art and indi na i n To o k l k t g t o ,

au he at the a ace- win w the new rince L g d p l do p ,

Aha ! his enius needs for e a a i n t g x lt t o , ’ ’ When all s sai and h we er the r u ma wince d, o p o d y , A little marble from our princely mines ! I do believe that hour thou laughedst too

For the wh e sad w r and for th ren ines ol o ld, y Flo t ,

A er h se few ears which were n few 1 ft t o t , o ly

ha as enea h the sun the ran whi e ines T t , b t , g d t l

th sn w- s a ue rem e and wi hdrew Of y o t t t bl d t , ’ The hea erec as Jove s ein a sie rs d, t , b g p l d ﬁ t,

The e e i s ﬂa tene the u r w urne an y l d t d, f ll b o t d bl k,

The ri h han raise b ut now as if it curs g t d, d t,

ro a mere sn w a ti the e e san D pt, o b ll ( ll p opl k

heir oices h u h a ou er au h er urs T v , t o g l d l g t b t From the royal window) thou couldst proudly thank

God and the rince for r mise and resa e p p o p g ,

And au h the au h ac hin veri l g l g b k, I t k ly, Thine eyes being purged by tears of righteous rage

To rea a wr n in o a ro hec d o g t p p y,

1 This mockin task was set b ietro the unworth successor of g y P , y

Lorenzo the Magniﬁcent. [ 26 ] ‘ [C HEL ANGELO S monument ’ Giuliaao de Medic i in the New

tor hurch ofSan l o renzo S myofC , with statues of Day and Night.

’ Michel s Night a nd Day " b An Dow» and Twili ht wait in ma r le scorn. d g — Om Guidi Windows 9. 25.

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’ And measure a true great man s heritage ’ Against a mere great duke s posterity .

hin th s u sai hen do not nee I t k y o l d t , I d

rince m and its uarries a ter all A p do q , f ;

For if wri e ain car e a w r in ee I t , p t, v o d, d d,

On or ar or us on ﬂ r or wa book, bo d, d t, oo ll,

The same is e God who a eth hee k pt of , t k d That not a letter of the meaning fall ’ Or ere it uch and each his w r s ee hear to t o ld d p t,

u as in here re all ur rdshi s sir ! O tl t g, t fo , yo lo p ,

So ee ur s ne eseech ou for ur ar k p yo to , b y , yo p t,

To c er u ur ra e- ace and re er ov p yo g v pl , f

The r er i es I i m rt p op t tl : l ve by y a . The thought I threw into this snow shall stir This gazing people when their gaze is done ;

And the ra i i n ur act and mine t d t o of yo ,

When all the sn w is me e in the sun o lt d , Shall gather up for unborn men a sign

Of wha is the true rinced m a and n ne t p o ; y, o

Shall au h tha da e ce the run wi h wine. l g t y, x pt d k t

’

Amen rea An e the da s at han . , g t g lo y d

Ifman au h not on it sha we wee ? y l g , ll p

m r w n t let us n rs an uch e e mus o u de . M o t , t d

hr u h rh mers s n e eerin in heir s ee T o g y o n t g t l p,

And archais s mum in dr nes u the an t bl g y bo p l d,

And s e ches landin ruine owns a- hea k t g d t p,

hr u h all ha r ws hum of ices sm h T o g t t d o y vo oot ,

The h efu ir m un s car in rom ra e op l b d o t oll g f b k , [ 2 7 ] CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

The h e u chid wi h lea s to ca ch his rowth op f l l , t p t g , ’ Si - ngs Open eyed for liberty 8 sweet sake ;

And a sin er a s from m u h I, g l o y yo t ,

re er to sin wi h hese who are awake P f g t t ,

Wi h ir s wi h a es wi h men who will n t b d , t b b , t ot fear The baptism of the holy morning dew

And man of such wa ers now are here ( y k ,

om e e h r an in ed manh d who C pl t in t ei o t oo ,

Wi rea are and reatlier erse ere ll g tly d , g p v ) ,

han in h se hin ices wi h m new T jo t o old t vo t y , And sigh for Italy with some safe sigh ’ Cooped up in music twixt an oh and ab :

Na han in han wi h ha un chi d y, d d t t t yo g l will I ” sin in ra her Bella liberta Go g g t , ,

han wi h h se e s cr n the ead or cr T , t t o po t , oo d , y ” Se tu men bella ossi Italia 1 f ,

ess air erha s Less wretched if l f . P p a truth

Is so far ain in his ha a pl t , t t It ly, Long trammelled with the purple of her youth ’ A ains her a e s ri e ac i it g t g p t v y, ’ Si s s i u n her mbs wi h u ea h s ru h t t ll po to , t o t d t t , ’ i e s rave ener But also without l f b gy . ” Now tell us what is Italy ? men ask

And hers answer ir i icero ot , V g l, C , ” r Wha i a u us aesa . es e as C t ll , C t b d , to t k

The mem r c ser ? Wh ccacci o y lo y, Bo o, ” an e e rarca and if s il the ﬂas D t , P t , t l k

A ears ie its wine dro s too s ow pp to y ld by p l , [ 28 ] ’ IOHEL ANGELO S monument ' to Lonmm de Medici in the New

f hurch ofSan Lw'emo Sacristy o C , with statues ofEveningand Dawn.

Three hundred yea rs his patient statue: wait — Cm 0ull \nduvu ,

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Un i heir r er rea hs in ha e reme t l t p op b t , t t xt

si hin s i the ree on which he a e Of g g, pl t d t y pl y d ; “ Of whi h no m re But ne er sa No m c . re , o v y o ’ To Italy s life ! Her memories undismayed Still argue evermore her graves implore

Her u ure be s r n and not a rai f t to t o g, f d ;

Her er s a ues sen heir s re v y t t d t look befo .

We do not ser e the ea : the as is ast v d d p t p .

i es and i ts his ri us m rnin s u God l v , l f glo o o g p

e re the e es men awa e at las B fo y of k t,

Who ut awa the mea s he use su p y t t y d to p, And down upon the dust of earth outcast

The re s remainin the ancien cu d g g of t p,

hen urne to wa e ul ra er and w r h act T t d k f p y o t y .

The ea u n heir aw u an a e r un d d, po t f l v t g g o d,

The sun not in heir aces sha a s rac t f , ll b t t No more our strength : we will not b e discrowned

As uar ians of heir crowns nor ei n ransac g d t , d g t t

A ar er the resen for a s un b t of p t, o d

o so coun e in the ore ne a s Of g od t d f go d y . 0 dead ye shall no longer cling to us

Wi h ri i hands esicca in raise t g d of d t g p ,

And ra us ac war the armen hus d g b k d by g t t ,

To s an and land ou in on - rawn vire a s t d y l g d l y . We will not henceforth b e oblivious

our own ives ecause e i e e ore Of l , b y l v d b f ,

f o ac s eca ac e we Nor o ur use e . t , b y t d ll

We han ou ha e rs un a che the r t k y t t y ﬁ t l t d doo , [ 30 ]

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But will not make it inaccessible

han in s on the hresh an m re By t k g t old y o . We hurry onward to extinguish hell ’ Wi h our resh s u s our un er h e and s t f o l , yo g op , God

ur se S n sha we Maturity of p po . oo ll

Die a s and ha hen our eri s l o, , t t t p od Of life may round themselves to memo ry

As sm h as on our ra es the uria - s s oot ly g v b l od ,

We now mus it e ce as e t look to to x l y ,

And ear our a e as far un imi e b g , l t d

the as min - mar so b e in e By l t d k ; , to vok d

u ure enera i ns as heir ea By f t g t o , t d d .

’ Tis rue ha when the us of ea h has ch e t , t t, d t d t ok d ’ A rea man s ice the comm n w r s he sai g t vo , o o d d

urn rac es the c mm n hou h s he e T o l , o o t g t yok d

i e horses raw i e rifﬁns : his is rue L k , d l k g t t

e a e sh u esi And acc . re pt bl I, too, o ld d ,

When men ma e rec r wi h the ﬂ wers he s rew k o d t o t y t , ’ Savonarola s soul went out in ﬁre ’ U n our ran - u e s iazza and urne hr u h po G d d k p , b d t o g

m men rst or ere he did e ire A o t ﬁ , xp ,

The ei e wi the ri h and wr n and showe v l b t xt g t o g, d ” How near sa e and u e the u es here God t j dg d j dg t ,

Upon the self- same pavement over- strewed

To cas m i e s with as re eren care t y v ol t v t , And prove that all the winters which have snowed

ann sn w out the scen r m s nes and air C ot o t f o to , ’ Of a sincere man s ir ues his was he v t . T , [ 31 ] CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

Sa nar a who whi e e er san vo ol , , l P t k

Wi h his wh le oa - a ca e c ura e us t o b t lo d, ll d o g o ly, ” Wa e hris wa e hris ! who ha in k C t, k C t , v g tried tank

Of old church- waters used for baptistry

Ere u her came s i hem sw re he s an L t to p ll t , o t y t k ;

Who a s a rince ea h- bed crie l o by p ly d t d,

oose rence or God wi not se th s u L Flo , ll loo y o l I

hen e ac the a ni cen and ie T f ll b k M g ﬁ t, d d

Benea h the s ar- o sho in r m the cow t t lo k ot g f o l,

Which turned to wormwood- bitterness the wide

ee sea of is m i i ns were u D p h a b t o . It fo l To grudge Savonarola and the rest

heir io e s ra her a hem uic and resh T v l t t p y t q k f . The emphasis of death makes manifest The eloquence of action in ou r ﬂesh

And men who ivin were b ut im uesse l g d ly g d, T ’ “hen once ree rom their ife s entan le mesh f f l g d ,

Show heir u en th in ra es or oft in ee t f ll l g g v , d d

Exa erate heir stature in the ﬂat gg t , , To noble admirations which exceed

Most noblv et Wlll calcu a e in tha , y l t t r t ac ur t “e who are the s Bu c a ely. eed

Of u ried creatures if we turned and s a b , p t

edents w ere v l U on ou r antec e w i e. p ,

rin v o ts rather If these had no B g i le . t walked

heir ur on cou d we ho e to wa k our mi e T f l g, l p l l

- here ore rin vio e s. Yet if we se al e T f b g l t , lf b k d,

Stan s i a- strewin vio ets all the whi e d t ll g l l , l 32‘ ]

Saw one wi h set fair face as in a lass t g ,

Dressed out inst the fesr of death md aga hsll, Bustling her silks in pauses of the mass To ee the hou ht of how her husban k p t g d fell,

’ Of Dante s demons ; you in passingit Ascend the right stair from the farther nave

To muse in a -small chapel scarcely lit ’ ima ue s ir in. ri ht and brave By C b V g B g ,

hat ic ure was acc unted mark of old T p t o , ,

A in s oo are before its som n race k g t d b g , A reverent people shouted to behold

The ic ure not the in and even the lac p t , k g; p e

ontainin such a mirac e rew ld C g l g bo , Named the Glad Borgo from that beauteous face Which thrilled the artist after work to think

His own ideal Mary- smile should stand

So er near him be wi hin the rin v y , , t b k

Of all ha r let in his han t t glo y, by d With too divine a rashness l Yet none shrink ’ Who come to gaze here now; albeit twas planned ’ Su ime in the h u h 8 s m i i bl ly t o g t i pl c ty.

The a hr ne in em rea s a e L dy, t o d py l t t ,

in s n the un a e u n her nee M d o ly yo g B b po k ,

Whi e side n an e s ear the r a wei h l lo g g l b oy l g t,

r s ra e mee smi in en er P o t t d kly, l g t d ly Oblivion of their wings ; the child thereat [ 34 ] f Savo in a CELL o narola San M rco.

The m phad o of death makes manifest The oloqm ce of aetion iu our ﬂu

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S re chin its han i e an sh u t t g d l k God. If y o ld,

ecause s me s iff dra eries and se in s B of o t p loo jo t , ' Gaze scorn down from the heights of Raﬂaelhood ’ On ima ue s ic ure ea en an in s C b p t , H v o t

The hea no such cri ic and his d of t , blood ’ The e s curse s ri es u on and a in s po t t k f ll , ppo t

a ue and c s asms reverm r To g old p fo o e. A noble picture ! worthy of the sho ut Wherewith along the streets the people bore

Its cherub - faces which the sun threw out

Un i he s e and en ere the church- r t l t y toop d, t d doo .

Yet ri h was un i a e a ut g tly yo g G otto t lk d bo , 1 Wh m ima ue un am n the shee o C b fo d o g p,

And new as s n w s and carrie h me k , god k o god , d o

ain the hin s he had ain e wi h a ee To p t t g p t d, t d p

And u ler insi h and so erc me f l g t, ov o

His Chapel- Lady with a heavenlier sweep Of light ; for thus we mount into the sum

r h Of ea hin s n wn or ac e . g t t g k o t d I old, too, That Cimabue smiled upon the lad

At the rs s r e which asse wha he c u ﬁ t t ok p d t o ld do, ’ Or else his Virgin s smile had never had ’ S ch swee ness in t All rea men who re new u t . g t fo k ’ heir hei s in art for ar s sa e ha e een a T r , t k v b gl d,

And en heir whi e hea s as if uncr wne b t t old t d o d,

1 i u und Giotto the she herd- bo sketchin a ram of his How C mab e fo , p y, g ﬂock u on a stone is rettil told b Vasari who also relates that the p , p y y , elder artist Margheritone died infastidito of the successes of the new school. 35 CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

Fanatics of their pure ideals still

Far m re than of heir trium hs which wer und o t p , e fo

Wi h some ess vehement stru le of the will t l gg .

If old ar heritone trem led swooned M g b , , And died despairing at the open sill ’ Of other men s achievements (who achieved By loving art beyond the master) he

W o d ar heritone and conceived as l M g ,

e er at ﬁrst u h and most ecstas N v , yo t y,

T - i fr m his heart If wistfull he death s gh o . y Margheritone sickened at the smell ’ Of ima ue s laure let him o ! C b l, g For Cimabue stood up very well ’ In spite of Giotto s and Angelico The artist saint kept smiling in his cell The smile with which be welcomed the sweet slow Inbreak of angels (whitening through the dim That he might paint them) while the sudden sense ' ’ Of Raﬂael s future was revealed to him ’ hi own air w r s c m en By force of s f o k o pet ce. The same blue waters where the dolphins swim

ri s hr u h the ue imme Suggest the t ton . T o g bl nse

S ri e out all swimmers c in not in the wa t k , l g y

one an her so sin b ut earn Of ot , to k, l ’ The s r n man s im ulse ca ch the reshenin t o g p , t f g spray

He hr ws u in his m ions and iscern t o p ot , d

his c ear wes erin e e the ime of da By l t g y , t y.

h u has set us wor h if s earn T o , God, t t y g t to [ 36 ]

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If my dead masters had not taken heed

he the heavens and ear h ma e me s r n To lp t to k t o g,

As the win ever wi ﬁnd out s me ree d ll o d, And touch it to such issues as belong To such a frail thing 9 None may grudge the dead

a i ns r m u u n ess we ch se Lib t o f o f ll c ps. U l oo

ac the hi s ehin us s rea To look b k to ll b d p d, The plains before us sadden and confuse :

r han w r i inheri e e a e s e . If o p d, d t d

w ul b ut urn hese achr ma s to use I o d t t l y l ,

And ur resh oil in r m the i e- r po f f o ol v g ove,

To urnish m as new am s S a f the l p . h ll I say What made my heart beat with exulting love A few days back ? The day was such a day

As rence wes the sun The sk a e Flo o . y bov ,

Its wei h u on the moun ains seeme la g t p t d to y,

And a i ate in or i e a ve p lp t gl y, l k do

Who has ﬂown too ast u - hearted a e awa f , f ll t k y The image ! for the heart of man beat higher

ha da in orence ﬂoo in all her s ree s T t y Fl , d g t t

And iazzas wi h a umu and esire p t t lt d .

The eo e wi h accumu ate hea s p pl , t l d t ,

And aces urne one wa as if one ﬁre f t d y,

oth rew and ﬂushe hem e t heir ancien ea s B d d t , l f t t b t ,

And went up toward the palace- Pitti wall

To han their ran - u e who not ui e c urse t k G d d k , , q t of o ,

Had racious ermitte at heir ca g ly p d, t ll, [ 38 ] ’ NDREA ORCAGNA S fresco of ' Dante s I nferno in the Strozzi Chapel of Santa Maria Novella

M M M up to what the Orgagm s m ve

—Om 6 ln - ml dows, p. 3t

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The citizens to use their civic force

uar heir ci i h mes n c . So o e and all To g d t v o , , The Tuscan cities streamed up to the source

Of his new at rence a in it t good Flo , t k g

As so far resa e u more good , p g f l of good,

The rs rch a ian ree m lit ﬁ t to of It l f do , ’ To toss in the next tiger s face who should

A roach too near hem in a ree pp t g dy fit, The first pulse of an even flow of blood To prove the level of Italian veins

war s ri h s erceive and ran e w To d g t p d g t d . How e gazed

r m asa ui i win ows whi e in rains F o C G d d , l , t

r er r cessi n — anners raise Of o d ly p o o b d, And intermittent bursts of martial strains

Which die u n the sh u as if amaze d po o t, d — By gladness beyond music they passed on !

The a is rac wi h insi nia asse M g t y, t g , p d,

And all the e e sh u e in the sun p opl o t d , And all the thousand windows which had cast

A ri e si s in ue and scar e wn ppl of lk bl l t do ,

As if the h uses overﬂowed at as ( o l t, )

Seeme r win ar er wi h air hea s and e d g o g l g t f d ey s.

The aw ers asse and sti arose the sh u L y p d, ll o t, And hands broke from the windows to surprise

ra e lm rows wi h ba - ree e hr wn h se ca a es out. T o g v , b t y t l v t o

The ries h assed the riars wi h wor - wise P t ood p , f t ldly

Keen si e n ances r m heir ear s a ou , d lo g gl f o t b d b t The street to see who shouted ; many a monk Who takes a long rope in the waist was there [ 39 ] nd very loud the shout was for that same ” otto Il l . IL Poac he M , popo o r

Deputed representatives a- row Of every separate state of Tuscany ’ Siena s she- w ris in on the olf, b tl g fold ’ the rs fla rece e isa s hare Of fi t g, p d d P ; ’ And assa s i n floa e ca m in M l o t d l gold, ’ Picaza s following with his silver stare ; ’ Arezz s s ee rance c ear r m ri e- h o t d p d l f o b dl old,

And we mi h ab out our rence ree in here ll g t Flo , g t g t

hese and m re re hren. as the w r had T , o b t L t, o ld The various children of her teeming ﬂanks

ree s En ish rench — as if to a ar iamen G k , gl , F p l t

ers her a in ran s Of lov of It ly k , ’ Each bearing its land s symbol reverent ;

At which the s nes seeme rea in in anks to d b k g to th ,

And ra in u the sk such s un s in r ttl g p y, o d p oof [ 40 ] CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

Ar se the er h use- walls seeme en o , v y o d to b d ;

The er wind ws u r m r r v y o , p f o doo to oof,

F ashe out a ra ure ri h hea s men l d pt of b g t d , to d ’ With passionate looks the gesture s whirling off

A hurri ne ea es hree h urs did end ca of l v . T o

Whi e all hese asse and e er in the cr w l t p d ; v , o d,

Ru e men unc nsci us the ears ha e d , o o of t t t k pt

heir ear s m is sh u e s me few au he a u T b d o t, o t d ; o l g d lo d, And none asked any why they laughed and wept ’ rien s isse each her s chee s and es n F d k d ot k , fo lo g vowed

More warmly did it ; two- months babies leapt ' Ri h u war in heir m her s arms wh se ac g t p d t ot , o bl k,

Wi e i erin e es e e sewhere ers resse d , gl tt g y look d l ; lov p d

Each e re ei her nei her ancin ac b fo t , t gl g b k ; ’ And peasant maidens smoothly tired and tressed Forgot to ﬁnger on their throats the slack

Great pearl - strings while old blind men would not

res t,

But a ere wi h heir s a es and s i heir sh es p tt d t t t v , l d t o

A n the s nes and smi e as if he saw lo g to , l d t y .

0 ea en hin ha da had n e use H v , I t k t t y obl ’ Am n s a s ! So near s Ri ht and Law o g God d y tood g ,

h mu ua r rne ! Law w u not ruise Bot t lly fo bo o ld b , Nor Right deny ; and each in reverent awe ’ n r the her And if ne ertheless H e . o o d ot , , ’ That good day s sun delivered to the vines ’ char a and the i era Du e s e cess No t , l b l k x ’ ’ Did scarce exceed a Guelf s or Ghibelline s [ 41 ] CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

I ' So othered ; nor ean royal elaims dismay

Wha a cr r se hen ! S me who saw the es t y o t o , b t, Declared his eyes ﬁlled up and overﬁlled

Wi h warm human ears which unre resse t good, t , p d ’ n wn i e his ace the rehea s ui Ra do . I l k f fo d b ld

Has no ca aci us enius et erha s p o g , y p p

Sufﬁcien c m rehensi n i and sad t o p o mld ,

And carefu n not wi h care ha wra s l obly, t t t p

Se - vin hear s s iﬂe and ma e mad lf lo g t , to t k , But careful with the care that shuns a lapse Of faith and duty studious not to add

A ur en in the a herin in b d g t g of a ga .

And so sa e the Du e sa wi h h se , God v k , I y t t o

Who ha da sh u e it and whi e u es rei n t t y o t d , l d k g , [ 42 ]

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May all wear in the visible overﬂows Of spirit such a look of careful pain

o us e it e er han re se For G d m t lov b tt t po .

And all the people who went up to let

heir hear s out tha u e as has een T t to t D k , b told

Where uess e ha the i in e e met g y t t l v g p opl ,

Ke r st rme ran s ch se ea ers rs unr e pt t y , fo d k , o l d , ﬁ t oll d Their banners In the Loggia where is set ’ Cellini s i e erseus r nze or godl k P , b o gold,

How name the me a when the s a ue ﬂin ( t l, t t g Its soul so in your eyes ?) with brow and sword

Su er ca m as all sin hin s p bly l , oppo g t g ,

S ain wi h the r n were no m re a h rre l t Go go , o b o d Since ended

the e e s u h no win s No , p opl o g t g

r m erseus in the ia nor im re F o P Logg , plo d An inspiration in the place beside

r m ha dim us ru us a e and ran F o t t b t of B t , j gg d g d, Where Buonarroti passionately tried

From out the close- clenched marble to demand ’ The head R me s su imes h mici e of o bl t o d ,

hen r the ui erin ma e rom his han T d opt q v g ll t f d,

Despairing he could ﬁnd no model- stuff

Of ru us in all rence where he un B t Flo , fo d

i rs hi n h The gods and glad ato t ck e oug . Nor there the people chose still holier ground

The e e who are sim e in and r u h p opl , pl , bl d, o g , 43 l CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

Kn w heir own an e s a ter in r un o t g l , f look g o d. Whom chose they then where met they

On the stone

’ a e ante s a ain ﬂat s ne scarce iscerne C ll d D , pl to d d

r m hers in the avemen whereu n F o ot p t, po

He use to rin his uie chair out urned d b g q t , t ’ Brunelleschi s church and our a ne To , p lo The lava of his spirit when it burned :

I - assi n e t is not cold to day. O p o at

r ante who a anishe ren ine Poo D , , b d Flo t ,

i s sit aus ere at an ue s the rea D d t t b q t of g t,

And muse u n his far- off s ne hine po t to of t , And think how oft some passer used to wait ’ A m men in the en a s ec ine o t, gold d y d l , ” Wi h G - ni h eares Dan e l we od- i h ! t ood g t, d t t ll, go n g t

muse now Dante and hin eri I , , t k v ly,

hou h cha e ed in the b - wa out of si h T g p ll y y, g t, ’ Ravenna s ones wou hri with ecstas b ld t ll y,

’ Couldst know thy favorite stone s elected right

As tryst- place for thy Tuscans to foresee

- - heir ear iest chartas rom . Good ni h o mom T l f g t, go d ,

ence orward Dan e now m sou is sure H f , t y l

hat thine is etter comforted of scorn T b , And looks down earthward in completer cure

han when in Santa roce Church or orn T , C f l

Of an cor se the architect and hewer y p ,

Did ile the em marb es as th om p pty l y t b .

For now th u art no on er exiled now o l g , [ 44 ] ‘ CARLO DOLCI S portrait of Pm Angelica in the Academy

of Fine Arts.

Angelica The artist sa int ke t m ilm in his c p g ell.

- Cm i 36 . Gu di Windows,

‘ ” Brother An elica s the man ou W g , y ﬁnd.

- F ra Lippo mm “ Ya .

ADONNA in Rucellai Chapel

of Santa Maria Novella.

Ascend the right stair from the ﬁtrther nave To mm in a m all chapel scarcely lit

0m Gui W in ows A. di d , 9 . 3

The amphitheatre with open door La ds back upon the benches who

The - r last spear thruste .

Yet the heavens forbid That we should call on passion to confront

The ru wi h the ruta and ami b tal t b l, , d

his ri enin w r su es a li n- hun T p g o ld, gg t o t ’ And lion s vengeance for the wrongs men did

And do now h u h the s ears are e in b n , t o g p g tt g lu t .

We n ca ecause the si h and r o ly ll, b g t p oof

Of lion- strength hurts nothing ; and to show A i n- hear and measure aw wi h h l o t, p t oof, [ 46 ]

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e s s me hin e en and wi ins ruc a foe H lp o t g, v , ll t t ,

As well as the ns au h how s an a o l g t, to t d loof

Or e se the w r e s as the mere rute ow l o ld g t p t b bl ,

s the ﬁst Or given or taken. Children u e Until they are of age to use the brain ; And so we needed Caesars to assist ’ an s ustice and Na e ns to e ain M j , pol o xpl ’ s c unse when a in was near misse God o l, po t ly d, Until our generations should attain ’ r r Not ha we a as hris s s a ure nea e . C t t t t t , l Attain already ; b ut a single inch ’ Wi raise wn on the sw r sman s ass ll to look do o d p , ’ As knightly Roland on the coward s ﬂinch

And a ter ch r rm and e her- as , f lo ofo t g , We ﬁnd out slowly what the b ee and ﬁnch ’ a e rea un hr u h Na ure s am in each H v dy fo d, t o g t l p , How to our races we may j ustify

Our indi i ua c aims and as we reach v d l l , ,

Our own ra es en the ines su g p , b d top v to pply ’ The chi ren s uses —how a reach ld , to ﬁll b

Wi h i e- ranches how to uench a lie t ol v b , q

Wi h ru h and smi e a foe u n the chee t t t , t po k ’ s s m n erin iss Wh hes Wi h hri s c u . e t C t o t o q g k y, t things ’ W r h a rea na i n s n in r e wea o t g t t o ﬁ d g, to p ov k

rms mi r The glorious a of lita y kings.

And so wi h wi e em race m En an see , t d b , y gl d, k To stifle the bad heat and flickerings ’ Of this world s false and nearly expended fire. [ 47 ] B loo n u to thee snd lccrn thst y ki g p , good And l r Announce go y are not diflercnt. law

' And how pure handsﬂ trctched simply to rcln n

n - slave will not need a sword to draw A bo d ,

el O m En lsnd To be h d dreadful. y g unu l s

tru l s toward encroachment no No s gge , vile war !

is d th ca ains han e th victori D ban y pt , c g y es ;

Be hencef r h ros erous as the an els o t p p , g are,

Drums and battle- cries

Go out in music of the morning- star And soon we shall have thinkers in the place

h ers each un a e as a man Of ﬁg t , fo d bl

s ri e e ec ric inﬂuence hr u h a race To t k l t t o g ,

e i - wa r i a Unstay d by c ty ll and ba b c n. The poet shall look grander in the face Than even of old (when he of Greece began To sing that Achillean wrath which slew So many heroes seeing he shall treat

The ee s of s u s her ic owar the true d d o l o t d ,

The rac es ife rovisions swee o l of l , p t [ 48 ]

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And sovran teacher ! if thy board he gray

Or ac we bid hee rise u fr m the r un bl k, t p o g o d,

And the w r God i e h hee to sa speak o d g v t t y,

ns irin int all his e e r un I p g o t p opl o d,

ns ea assi n h u h which i neers I t d of p o , t o g t, p o

All ener us assi n uriﬁes r m sin g o p o , p f o , ’ And s i es h h f r Rise u eacher ! here s r t e ur o . t k o p, t A crowd to make a nation best begin

ma in each a man i all be eers By k g , t ll p ’ Of earth s true patriots and pure martyrs in

Kn win and es un ar the d ors o g daring . B t b o ’ Which Peter s heirs kept looked so overclose

he n let the mice acr ss the ﬂ rs T y o ly o oo ,

Whi e e er churchman an es as he es l v y d gl , go ,

The rea ke at his ir e and a h rs g t y g dl , b o ’ In hris me e wi h s na me . en e t e h use C t kly Op d o , ’ nce e the en rance wi h hris s i era mind Co d t t C t l b l ,

And set the a es wi h h s wine an re t bl t i d b ad . “ ” What Commune in both kinds ? In every kind

Wine wafer ove ho e ru h un imite , , l , p , t t , l d,

Nothin e t ac For when a man is in g k p b k . , bl d

To star i h wi he see the r se is red l g t, ll o ’ A bondsman shivering at a Jesuit s foot

c — Va ! meaculpa. is not like to stand ’ A ree man at a des s and dis u e f d pot , p t

His i es the a ance in his han t tl by b l d, ” W i hin hem suo r he r e u e. en t g g t j T d oot,

care u the ranches and e an If f l of b , xp d The inner souls of men before you strive

For civic heroes. MONUMENT to Dante (buried at Re venu e) in C hurch of

Santa Croce.

The architect and hewer " Did ile the em t rb e b p p y ma l s a: My tom .

— - C 4t. m Guidt ndows, p.

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But the eacher where t ,

r m all hese cr w e aces all a i e F o t o d d f , l v ,

E es heir own i s ﬂashin hemse es are y , of t l d g t lv b , And brows that with a mobile life contrive

A ee er sha ow — ma we in no wise are d p d , y d

ut a n er out and uch a man To p ﬁ g , to , ” And cr his is the ea er Wha all hese ! y, T l d t, t

Br a hea s ac e es et not a s u ha ran o d d , bl k y , y o l t t

Fr m wn wi h a messa e all ease o God do t g , to pl

The nna wa in measures wi h her fan do v g t ,

And not the u men - an e on his nees j dg t g l k ,

The rum e us an inch off r m his i s ( t p t j t f o l p ,)

Who when he rea hes ne wi ut out the sun , b t xt, ll p

’ Yet man in s se were un ere in ec i se k d lf fo d d l p ,

ac in ers wi h rea w r s b e ne If l k g do , t g t o k to do

And 10 the s ar e ear h a rea i s , t tl d t l dy d p ’ Back into light ; a better day s begun

And s n his ea er eacher wi s an ain oo t l d , t , ll t d pl , And build the golden pipes and synthesize

- r an rain This people o g for a holy st .

We h his h e and s i in all hese e es old t op , t ll t y Go sounding for the deep look which shall drain

u h in channe ed en er ris Suffused tho g t to ll t p e. Where is the teacher? What now may he do Who shall do greatly Doth he gird his waist ’ Wi h a m n s r e i e u her or ursue t o k op , l k L t p

he a i e e ? or dr his ne s in has e T go t, l k T ll y t t , Like Masaniello when the sky was blue £ 51 ] And meditative looks beyond the door ’ (But not to mark the kidlings testh hsvo ﬁlod The green shoots of his vine which h st yeor boro

ull tw nt unches or on tri le- iled F e y b ) , p p

r - s t Th one velvets sit at ease to bles hepoor, ' Like other ontiﬁs in tho Poorests name? p , The old tiara keeps itself sslopo

U n his stead brows which all the po y , , sum , ’ Bend mildly to permit the people s hop ?

each ead s ri e ﬁre into the masses ﬁ T , l , t k , ll

hese em a ers wi h ﬁne air ins h T pty bl dd t , p ere

hese wi s in a uni wi T ll to ty of ll, And make of Italy a nation dear And blessed b e that man ! the heavens shall kill

No ea the earth ets r w for him and l f l g o , Death Shall cast him back upon the lap of Life

To live more surely in a clarion- breath

- her music. ru us wi h the ni e Of o B t t k f ,

Rienzi wi h the asces hr enea h t f , t ob b t ’ ’ R me s st nes —and m re who hrew awa s o o , o t y joy

i e a as ha the eau of heir s u s L k P ll , t t b ty t o l Might ever shine untroubled and entire But if it can be true that he who rolls [ 52 ]

For a sm her r a the ries who ws his e oot o d, p t vo glov

E ha es no race the rince who wa s a x l g , p lk foot,

The w man who has sw rn she wil not e o o l lov , ’ And his in h ius in Se en h re r s chair t N t P v t G go y , ’ With Andrea Doria s forehead .

Count what goes

ma in u a o e e re he wear To k g p p p , b fo

a ri e cr wn We ass the w r - wi Th t t pl o . p o ld de throes

Which went to ma e the o e m the e k p p do , d spair

ree men o men wise men the rea sh ws Of f , go d , ; d d o ’ ’ w men s faces the a s ﬂash Of o , by f got

sse out the minu es s ir and hr To d , to t t t t ob [ 54 ]

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’ the whi e i s the eas rem e a ash O t l p ; l t t bl of l , To glut the red stare of a licensed mob

The sh r mad cries d wn u ie es and ash o t o o bl tt , pl

So horri far off ries s raine to rob bly ; p t t d ,

And in s ha i e encoura ed ni h mares sa e k g , t t, l k g g t , t ’ On nations hearts most heavily distressed With monstrous sights and apothegms of fate

We ass hese hin s ecause the imes are res p t t g , b t p t With necessary charges of the weight

all his sin and a in for the res Of t , C lv , t, ” s Ah men err! ade hold to urn Ser e u . M b v t ,

And so do clea n /Les I which is all we mean

To bring to proof in any register Of theological fat kine and lean So drive them back into the pens ! refer ” “ sins wi h ou r oin uotha and ween Old ( t p p t, q I

n ire the old imes the old imes E t ly to t , t Nor ever ask Why this preponderant Infallible pure Church could set her chimes

Mos u hen us hen mos u i an t lo dly t , j t t , t j b l t,

recise hen when man in s oo in crimes P ly t , k d t d ’ hear - e and eaven s u ments were not scan u e . F ll t d p, H j dg t Inquire still less what signiﬁes a church Of perfect inspiration and pure laws

Who urns the rs man wi h a rimstone- torch b ﬁ t t b ,

And rin s the secon one one ecause g d d, b by b , b

The imes orsooth are use to rac and scorch t , f , d k What is a holy Church unless she awes The times down from their sins ? Did Christ select [ 55 ] My sonl has Of all thm

c un ess knees of earnes au i rs By o tl t d to ,

And cr s a wa s uci ercei e y t l ll too l d to p v , That none may take the measure of the place

And sa So far the r h r hen the ﬂin y, po p y y, t t ;

his mar merc es and here en s race To t k y go , t d g , Though still the permeable crystals hint

At s me whi e starr distance a he in s ace o t y , b t d p . ’ I feel how Nature s ice- crusts keep the dint

unders rin s of i en Of p g s l t Deity . I hold the articulated gospels which

Sh w hris am n s i e n e o C t o g u cruc ﬁ d o tr e.

e all who e ru h if o r or rich I lov lov t t , p o

In wha he ha e won ru h ssessi e t t y v of t t po v ly . [ 56 ]

ee m am s e er I mus c nsen to s F d y l b , P t t o t it ' Attesting with his pastoral ring and staﬁ

To such a ic ure our a hit p t of L dy,

Off well by artist- angels (though not half As fair as Giotto would have painted it) ’ such a ia where a ea man s o To v l, d d bl od ’ Runs yearly warm beneath a churchmans ﬁnger ;

such a h h use of st ne and w To oly o o ood, Whereof a cloud of angels was the bringer

r m e h ehem r Wer t F o B t l to Lo eto . e i good For any pope on earth to b e a ﬂinger

Of stones against these high- niched counterfeits [ 58 ] N U FI NI S H E D bust of Brutus by Michel Angelo in Bar gcllo.

Whom Buonarroti pan ioua ts ly tried

From out tbs close- clenched mar ble to demand

Stra ight his plastic hand

Fall back be re is ro het- soul and lc fo h p p . ﬂ ” A a i s r W . m s ed B utus. 31 0m Guidi Wh om“ . p .

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A s a es n are ic n c as s po t t o ly o o l t .

He ares not sa whi e his a se hin a ets d y, l t f l t g b ” ha r hin is s ue h is a se. He ee s his as T t t t g, T f l k p f t

And ra ers as ra er and as were si er re s p y , p y f t lv f t

To chan e a note u n a s rin ha as s g po t g t t l t ,

An li ir o d ma e a e a ue. N w if he k v t ,

Did m re han his hi her h e and ra er are o t t , g op d, b v d d,

hin he were a e in eo ar I t k pop j p dy,

Or no o e ra her for his ru h had arre p p t , t t b d

The au in his i e and cer ain v lt g of l f t ly, ’ he do n his man in s re ar If o ly t , k d g d Moves on from him at once to seek some new

each r and ea er He is an T e l d . good d great According to the deeds a pope can do ;

s i era save hose n s affec i na e Mo t l b l, t bo d t o t ,

As rinces ma be and as ries s are rue p y , , p t , t ,

But n the Nin h ius a ter ei h o ly t P f g t, ’ At es t When all s raise mos . and ho efulles p d t b t p , ’ He s pope : we want a man ! His heart beats warm ;

But i e the rince enchan e the wais , l k p t d to t,

He si s in s ne and har ens a charm t to , d by

ar of his n i h- ace Into the m ble thro e h g pl d . Mild benediction waves his saintly arm ’ So But wha we wan s a er ec man , good t t p f t , Complete and all alive half travertine

f sui s our n nd ll su serves our an a ee a i . H l t d, b pl

Fee nees ner es sinews ener ies ivine t, k , v , , g d , Were never yet too much for men who ran

In such hard wa s as mus b e his hine y t t of t , [ 59 ] P0 e rince or m ant If indeed the rs p , p , p , , ﬁ t,

The n es heref re ! since the her ic heart obl t, t o o Within thee must be great enough to burst Those trammels buckling to the baser part

Th saint ers in Rome who cr sse m e y ly pe , o d i su s d

i r W th the same ﬁnge .

“m be ﬂ m a i w f b

e or easant come ! we hear the o ck p op p , o ,

With golden dawn and orient glo ries ﬂock

’ And e s sa e b oth our orence in her. rime lov k , Fl p

urne on all c mers her s a es T d boldly o to t t , As heroes turned their shields in antique time

m az ne wi h h n ra e acts And E bl o d t o o bl . though

The a es are ank now such ima es g t bl of g , And Petrarch looks no more from Niccolh ’ war ear Arezz wi the acacia- rees To d d o, t xt t ,

Nor an e r m a e a o s i we n D t , f o g t G ll t ll k ow,

es i e the razin the az nries D p t g of bl o , Remains the consecration of the shield The dead heroic faces will start out

On all hese a es if es sh u a e the e t g t , fo o ld t k ﬁ ld, 60

The c un r her h S ain ma we l o t y of Petrarc . p y l

Be min e how r m a she cau h d d f o It ly g t,

min wi her in n rish ell To gle th t kli g Moo b , h A fuller cadence and a subtler thoug t.

And e en the New W r the rece ac e v o ld, pt l

freemen ma sen a men as it u h Of , y d gl d , o g t, ’ ri r To greet Vespucci Ame go s doo .

Whi e n an c aims rum of e r l E gl d l , by t p po t y,

er na enice the Ra enna- sh re V o , V , v o , ’ And dearer holds John Milton s Fiesole ’ s rs in ﬂ er Than Langlande s Malvem with the ta ow .

c im the A ine asses and f r h To l b lp p , look o t , Where booming low the Lombard rivers lead

ar ens ine ar s all a ream is w r h To g d , v y d , d o t ,

Si h s h u and e ha e seen a erwar g t t o I, lov , v ft d l r m uscan e s uar wi e awa e F o T B llo g do, d k ,

When stan in on the ac ua esse swar , d g t l bl d d Where Galileo stood at nights to take

The isi n of the s ars we ha e f un it har v o t , v o d d,

azin u n and heaven make G g po the earth , to

A ch oice of beauty.

’ I Galil s is built on an eminence eo villa, close to Florence,

Bellosguardo. 64 l CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

Therefore let us all

Refreshe in n an or in her an d E gl d ot l d,

visi ns wi h heir un ain rise and fa By o , t t fo t ll, ’ Of his ear h s ar in we who un erstan t t d l g, , d d A little how the Tuscan musical Vowels do round themselves as if they planned

Etemities of se ara e swee ness we p t t , ,

Who e S rren ines in ic ure- lov d o to v p t book,

Or ere in winecu we e e ai h or ee p pl dg d f t gl , ’ Who e R me s w f wi h emi s at suc lov d o ol t d god k, ’ Or ere we e ru h s own i ini lov d t t d v ty,

Who e in rie the c assic hi and r lov d, b f, l ll b ook, ’ ’ And i s reamin a es and e rarch s s n Ov d d g t l P t o g, ’ Or ere we e e s se e en — let us i e lov d Lov lf v , g v The blessing of our souls (and wish them strong

To hear it the hei h where ra ers arri e to g t p y v ,

When ai hfu s iri s ra a ains a wr n f t l p t p y g t o g, ) To this great cause of southern men who strive ’ ’ In s name for man s ri h s and sha not ai ! God g t , ll f l

t i Th h s asc h he sha no fa . e s u en Be old, t y ll l o t d

ri in a es and re ai e the sh e s . Abov k , N pl , p v l

sh c r ses wai in for the end Rows of ot o p , t g

Of uria seem smi e u s rai h and a e b l, to l p t g t p l

n the azure air and a rehen I to , pp d ’ That ﬁnal gun- ﬂash from Palermo s coast

ea h Which lightens their apocalypse of d t . So let them die ! The world shows nothing lost ;

re no d. e or un ernea h Therefo t bloo Abov d t , 5 I 65 l As sword re

N o for recompense thz

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mitt Eton

wno'm a medi a i n and a ream I t t o d , Hearing a little child sing in the street

ean u n his music as a heme I l t po t , ’ Till it gave way beneath my heart s full beat

Which rie at an e u an r hec t d x lt t p op y, But dropped before the measure was complete

Alas for s n s and hear s uscan o g t O T y, ’ an e s rence is the e too ain O D t Flo , typ pl

i s h u n sin i er D d t t o , too, o ly g of l b ty, As little children take up a high strain

With unintentioned ices and rea off vo , b k ’ To sleep upon their mothers knees again

ul st h u not wa ch one h ur ? hen s ee en u h Co d t o t o t l p o g ,

ha s ee ma has en manh and sus ain T t l p y t ood, t

The fain a e s iri wi h s me muscu ar s uff. t, p l p t t o l t

But we who cannot slumber as thou dost

We hin ers who ha e h u h for hee and aile t k , v t o g t t , f d

We h ers who ha e h e for hee and s op , v op d t , lo t ; l We ets wan ere r un dreams who hai e po , d d o d by , l d ’ From this Atrides roof (with lintel - post

Which s i ri s the w rse ar ha h re ai e t ll d p blood, o p t t p v l d)

The ﬁre- voice of the beacons to declare

1 See the opening passage of the Agamemnon of E schylus. 67 l CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

r a en s rr w en e — cozene thr u h T oy t k , o o d d, d o g

crims n sunse in a mis air A o t ty , What now remains for such as we to do ? ’ G d s ud men s cradventure wi he b r o j g t , p , ll a e

To the r s of thunder if we nee and see ? oot , k l

r m asa Guidi windows ed forth F o C I look , And saw ten thousand eyes of Florentines

And ex a ions of the a e ult t wakened arth,

a on a e the mu i ude in ines Flo t bov lt t l , .

i nin n To catch the l ght gs ripened for these la ds.

h swear at all h u fa se uke eo ld W y , t o l D L po ? What need to swear ? What need to boast thy

Uns i of us ria and th hear uns d po lt A t , y t ol

God made thee not too vigorous or too bold

And w men i as he saw hee ace o p ty, t y t p

i u ra hairs The r festive streets with premat re g y . We turned the mild dejection of thy face

rince meanin s th wrin in cares To p ly g , took y kl g [ 68 ]

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For millin h es and ca e he w e ea not . g op , ll d t k, base

Na e ter i h the rches for m re ra ers y, b t l g t to o p y ,

And sm e the a e a nnas at the shrine ok p l M do ,

ein s i our r ran - u e our ran - u e B g t ll poo G d d k , good G d d k , ” Who cann he the Aus rian in his ine ot lp t l , ’ Than write an oath upon a nation s book ’ For men to spit at with scom s blurring brine ! Who dares forgive what none can overlook ?

For me re en me in his us , I do p t t d t Of towns and temples which makes Italy I sigh amid the sighs which breathe a gust Of dying century to century

Around us on the uneven crater- crust

hese old w r s how m s u and nee Of t o ld ; I y o l k . ’ A s e me a ri s m w man s au b olv , p t ot , of y o f lt That ever I believed the man was true !

hese sce tre s ran ers shun the c mm n sa T p d t g o o lt, ’ And here re when the enera ar s in iew t fo , g l bo d v ,

And he s an u car e for in and ha t y t d p to v bl d lt,

The wise sus ec the a ds which ensue p t vi n .

much re en ha in his ime and ace I p t, t t t t pl ,

Where many corpse- lights of experience burn ’ ’ r m aesar s and renz s es erin race F o C Lo o f t g ,

en i h en r in reas ners c u earn To l g t g op g o , I o ld l No better counsel for a simple case

han ut ai h in rinces in m urn T to p f t p , y t .

Had all the death- piles of the ancient years Flared up in vain before me knew I not [ 69 ] ' And how the soeptres witness whence they got

heir rier- w d crac in hr u h the atmo T b oo , kl gt o g sph

ul sm e rince er uries e t t Fo ok , by p ly p j k p ho ?

Who trailest down hill into life am

Be roachful e es l— for bein tan ht in in p y g g va ,

Of mwner stature than the ﬁrst full strain

His lips were warm with kisses while he swo re;

And ecause am a w man I, b I o , I, ’ Who felt my own child s coming life before

The rescience m s u and he ai h hi h p of y o l, ld f t g ,

c u not ear to hin wh e er re I o ld b t k, o v bo ,

hat i s so warme c u sha e so c a li T l p d o ld p old e.

r m asa ui i win ws e out F o C G d do I look d ,

A ain e and ehe a ifferen si h g look d, b ld d t g t . ’ The Duke had ﬂed before the people s shout ” n i e the u e l A e e s ea ri Lo g l v D k p opl , to p k ght,

us s ea as s as c ur iers es a u M t p k oft o t , l t do bt

Sh u curdle r ws of raci us s erei ns whi o ld b o g o ov g te. [ 70 ]

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r s ec s which s ruc r the uca ns Of p o p t t k poo d l boo , A more free Press and Chambers ! frank repeaters ’ ’ reat Guerazzi s raises here s a man Of g p T ,

The a her the an who ru rea f t of l d, , t ly g t, ' a es oﬂ ha na i na is race and ban T k t t t o l d g ,

The ar hin —tax u n our rence- ate f t g po Flo g , And saves Italia as he only can t

How all the n es ﬂed and w u not wai obl , o ld t,

ecause he were m s n e ! which ein so B t y o t obl b g ,

IIow i era s v we urn heir d aees L b l o d to b t p , Because free Tuscans were not free to go ! ’ How r wn men ra e at Aus ria s wic e ness g o g d t k d ,

And sm ed whi e ﬁ s ri in s in a ro ok , l fty t pl g w ’ Marehed straight to Piedmont for the wrong s redress !

You sa we ai e in u we who w re y f l d d ty, o

ac e ve i e a ian em crats Bl k v l t l k It l d o , T “he s ashed our s eeves i e a ri s nor rsw l l l k p t ot , fo ore The true republic in the form of hats 7 “c chase the arch isho rom the uom r d b p f D o doo , lVe chalked the walls with bloody caveats

ainst all t rants we did not ﬁ h Ag y . If g t

Exactl we tired m us kets u the air y, p

sho w that victor was r r t To v ou s of igh .

r “ et had free discussion ever wher e. m e , y ’ Exce t erha s i the Chamb ers da and ni h ( p , p p , ) y g t .

r ’ “e roved the oor shou d be em lo e tha s air p p l p y d t f ,

And vet. the rich not worked for an wise y ,

Pa certified vet. a ers ab ro ated y , p y g ,

ull wor secured et liabilities F k , y [ 72 ] O TRAI T o f a hael Sunzio P R R p , a p inted by himself. In Utﬂzi

Gallery .

’ e contract to the earth s old sco e Do their ay s p . " Now that they m God facc to fuc e ?

- Old Pictum In Florence . p. 102.

And ac i n ac i n ike a ﬂame tha needs t o , t o , l t

A stead rea h and fue ein cau h y b t l, b g g t

U i e a urnin ree fr m her reeds p, l k b g d o ot ,

ashe in the em t and uncer ain air Fl d p y t ,

hen wa ere hen wen out. eh who T v d, t t B old,

cr e c urse when not a a is her A ook d o , go l t e To round the fervid striving of the games An ignorance of means may minister

To rea ness but an i n rance of aims g t , g o

a es it im ssi e to be rea t all M k po bl g t a .

o wi ca e n ne e S th our Tus ns. L t o dar to Here virtue never can be national ; Here fortitude can never out a way [ 74 ] PORTRAIT of Leonardo dc Vi i ainted b himself. ne . p y

In Uﬂlzi Gallery .

u sldsr brother A m a . ' ” ri in lla Da Vista s de ve good timc from Da s.

“ He that tax frcm Flo e c took r nce. Mu h in vaiu

He a es it fr m the market- car s we tr w t k o t , o ,

But all march off and lea e the s ade and u , v p plo gh

To die am n the m Was i o g Lo bards. t thus ” The dear paternal Duke did ? Live the Duke !

which the - e s m titudin us At joy b ll ul o ,

a ac the mi archb ish to his h use C ll b k ld op o ,

He sha not et be han e ou c m rehen ll y g d, y o p d

For the uca carria e es his i hness si h d l g , l t H g g , Here trees of liberty grew yesterday Long live the Duke How roared the cannonry l

How rocked the bell- towers ! and through thickening

n se a s wrea hs and erchie s sse on hi h Of o g y , t , k f to d g ,

How marche the civic uar the e e stil d g d, p opl l

ein at sh u s es ecia the s I B g good o t , p lly boy

A as r e e of an unﬂed ed wi l , poo p opl , g ll Most ﬁtly expressed by such a callow voice l

A as s i rer u e inca a e l , t ll poo D k , p bl Of being worthy even of so much noise ! [ 76 ] CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

You hin he came ac ins an wi h han s t k b k t tly, t t k ,

And ears in his ain e es and han s e en e t f t y , d xt d d To stretch the franchise through their utmost ranks ?

ha ha in i e a a her a rehen e T t v g, l k f t pp d d, He came to pardon fatherly those pranks

a e out and now in ia ser ice en e ? Pl y d , ﬁl l v d d

ha s me o e- en i e a rince he hrew T t o l v tok , l k p , t ’ To meet the people s love- call in return ?

We how he came wi re ate to ou ll, I ll l y

And if ur hear s sh u urn wh hearts must urn yo t o ld b y, b , To make the ashes which things old and new — Shall be washed clean ih as this Duke will learn.

r m asa ui i win ws azin hen F o C G d do g g t ,

saw and wi ness how the u e came back I t D k .

The re u ar ram of h rse and rea men g l t p o , t d of , Did smite the silence like an anvil black

And s ar ess. Wi h her wi e e es at u s rain p kl t d y f ll t ,

Our uscan nurse e c aime A ac a ac T x l d, l k, l k, ” Si nora l hese sha be the Aus rians . Na g t ll t y, ” ” e s i answere not wa e the chi l B t ll, I d ; do k ld ’ For so m two- m nths a s ee in la , y o b by l p g y

In mil reams u n the bed and smi e ky d po , l d,

And h u h He sha s ee on whi e he ma I t o g t, ll l p , l y, ’ hr u h the w r s aseness not ein et deﬁled T o g o ld b b g y , Why should he b e disturbed by what is done

hen azin ehe the on - rawn s ree T , g g, I b ld l g d t t

i e out r m end end u in the sun L v , f o to , f ll , ’ Wi h Aus ria s an and a ne t t thous d ; sword b yo t, [ 77 ] Of unde e ed i h nin s each estr de v lop l g t g , b o

B a sin lc man dust- white from head to heel y g , ,

ndifferen as the dreadfu hin he r de I t l t g o ,

a sc ure a e serene and terri le Like ulpt d F t b .

As s me sm th ri er which has overﬂowed o oo v , Will slow and silent down its current wheel

And c nizan of ac s notima eries. og t t , g

The ke 0 uscans too we ﬁts the war s l y, T , ll d

Ye as e for mimes — hese rin ou ra e ies k d , t b g y t g d ;

For ur e hese sha wear it as ur r s p pl , t ll yo lo d .

Ye a e i e chi ren die i e inn cen s pl y d l k ld , l k o t .

Ye mimic e i h nin s wi h a rch — the crac k d l g t g t to , k

the ac ua bo ur as ime circum en s Of t l lt, yo p t v t .

Ye ca e u h s s e ievin he were s ac ll d p g o t , b l g t y l k ’ To follow any voice from Gilboa s tents ’ ere s Samue 1 and so ran - u es c me ac ! H l , G d d k o b k

And et he are no r he s h u h he come y t y p op t , t o g t y That awful mantle they are drawing close [ 73 ]

A few ale men and women stared d ll p e .

God n ws wha he were feelin w h thei e k o t t y g, it r whit

Constra é faces — he so ro in d , t y p digal

Of cr and es ure when the w r d es ri t y g t o l go gh , O r wr n indee . But here was de th of wron o g d p g,

And through that sentient silence struck along

‘ ha measured M fr m which it stood out cl T t p o m ,

A cry is up

The h w w r hr u h ha for en s oftr ollo o ld t o g , t t d ade ’ An ir ue and o s e er w rshi in d v t , G d b tt o pp g,

We hencef r h sh ul e a the name of eace o t o d x lt P ,

And ea e h se rus wars ha eat the s ul l v t o ty t t o ,

i es heir c i in s at our den ﬂeece Bes d t l pp g gol .

ha e e eace and r m e to e I, too, v lov d p , f o bol bol Of immemorial undeciduous trees

W u wri e as ers use u n a scr o ld t , lov po oll,

The h name eace and set it hi h oly of P , g

W i n On rees here n ne c u uc t w . sa o o ld pl k do t , I y, Not upon gibbets With the greenery

ew ranches and the ﬂ wer Ma Of d y b o y y, 30 l IOB and her Dau hter N E g . u i Stat s n Utﬁzi Gallery.

’ ' ' " Yoa n risesd — still Nwbs s the ra nder ! y — g 00. Old Ptoh rm ln nou ncs, p. 1

’ CASA GUIDI wmoows

’ ’ ' is n wise eace : tis re son s id wi h m T o p t a , t t doo ; ’ Tis a ed es air and inartieulate wr n g gg d p , o g,

‘ aze Na es un ar fain in nea h the h n D d pl , H g y t g t t o g,

On her ru e rehead whi e her h ofs u ress b t fo , l o o tp

e r n souls in rief Th life f om these Italia b .

r eace who art rd ri h e usness O Lo d of p , Lo of g t o ,

ns rain an ishe w r s fr m sin and rief Co t the gu d o ld o g ,

ierce hem wi h c nscience ur e hem wi h redress P t t o , p g t t , And give us peace which is no counterfeit ! But wherefore should we look out any more

ha ws i h s I ve grown too weary of these windo . S g t

me hic en u h and c ear en u h in h u h Co t k o g l o g t o g t,

Wi h inner i s t out the sunshine : souls have l ght .

And since the ran - u e has come ac and r u h G d d k b k, b o g t This army of the North which thus requites

His i a S u h we ea e him be au h . ﬁl l o t , l v to t g t

His Sou h too has earn s me hin cer ain t , , l t o t g t ly, Whereof the practice will bring proﬁt soon ;

And era en ure her e es ma see p dv t ot y y ,

r m asa ui i win ows wha is ne F o C G d d , t do

Or un ne Wh o r s he be do . ats eve deed t y ,

e ius wi be Pop P ll gloriﬁed in none. CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

Rec r ha ain azzini l shall o d t t g , M It top ’ m hei w S e hts of s rr . eter s rock so named o g o o P , , Shall lure no vessel any more to drop ’ m n th rea ers e r is e . e r s chai shame A o g b k P t d, Like any vulgar throne the nations lop To pieces for their ﬁrewood unreclaimed ;

And when it urns we sha see as we b , too, ll ll

n a as e where et it urn. I It ly lse . L b The cross accounted still adorable ’ ’ Is Christ s cross only l If the thief s would earn

S me s ea h enuﬂexions we re e o t lt y g , b l ; ’ And here the im eni en hie s has had it urn p t t t f s t , As God knows; and the people on their knees

Scotf and ss ac the cr siers s re che i e es , to b k o t t d l k yok

r wn w es To p ess their heads do lo er by degre .

So a means of hese as s r es It ly, by t l t t ok ,

sca es the an er which rece e hese E p d g p d d t ,

Of ea in ca ure han s in e e en a s l v g pt d d l v o k , Of leaving very souls within the buckle

Whence ies s ru e u war su sin bod t ggl d o t d, of ppo g

h re men ma i e n smen nee and ruck e T at f e y l k bo d k l t l ,

nd hen s an u as usua wi h u sin A t t d p l, t o t lo g

Au inch of s a ure t t .

Those whom she- wolves suckle

Will bite as wolves do in the grapple- closing

his at as is n wn Of adverse interests. T l t k o

n ius for the ess n ha a ei (Tha k P l o ) , t t lb t ’ Among the Popedom s hundred heads of stone ’ Which blink down on you from the roof 8 retreat [ 83 ] A harlot and a evil — ou will see d , y

Not a man still less a el randl set , ng , g y

Are counted somewhat deeply in their debt; ’ But ha s a rare case —ao b oo and t t , by k

’ Ye e m s ain hr u h hea en s i ed tak o t v ly . T o g v l ft gate The priestly ephod in sole glo ry swept

hen hris ascen e en ered in and sa e W C t d d, t , t (With victor face sublimely overwept) ’ At eit s ri h han media e D y g t d to t ,

ne h re er O a e . n his He lo , fo v breast

The rim and the hummim fedwi U T , th ﬁre

m the u o hea ﬂic er wi h the nr s Fro f ll G d d, k t u e t

i i rt human t u hea ea s. me u hi her Of p f l b t Co p g , ’ ians i s All hris . e ri e is dis ossest C t L v t b p .

ha s i ar alb e sha a mire T t ol t y y ll d ,

But not cas s for. The as chrism ure ri h t lot l t , po d g t, [ 84 ]

CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

Was on t at Head and ured for ur a h , po b i l, ’ And n t for domination in men s s t o igh . What are these churches The old temple wall Doth overlook them j uggling with the sleight

Of sur ce candlest c and a tar- a pli , i k, l p ll ;

East c urch and west c urch a n rt church h h , y, o h

s uth o , ’ ’ R me s c urch and En and s let t em all re ent o h gl h p , ’ And ma e c nc r ats tw xt the r s u and m uth k o o d i i o l o ,

w r n t Succee St. au a the tent d P l by o ki g ,

ec me nfa e u es s ea n trut B o i llibl g id by p ki g h, And excommunicate their pride that bent

And cram ed the s uls of men p o .

Wh e en here y, v ,

r estcraft urns out the twned nen a es P i b , i li bl z ;

Not l e as est s to r w wh te and c ear , ik b o , g o i l ,

But all to perish ! while the ﬁre- smell raises

To fe s me sw n n s r ts who ast ear li o oo i g pi i , l y

t th and heart in t ese church- stiﬂed ces Los brea h pla .

Wh a m st t r u th s us we e e ed y, l o h o gh i Pi , b li v

e r e t d c ul be an h nest th n he sm ed Th p i s hoo o d o i g, il So saintly while our com was being sheaved For his own granaries ! Showing now deﬁled ’ His re n hands a etter e s ac e ed hi li g , b h lp hi v

f t e ssed s herd- e and m d Than i h y ble us hep lik il .

a se ctr ne stran e b its own amen F l do i , gl d y ,

r at o n Who Dies in the th o f all this natio . ’ Will speak a pope s name as they rise again What woman or what child will count him true [ 85 ] What dreamer prnise him yvith the voice or pen ? What man ﬁght for him ?

’ Set down thy people s faults ; set down the want

r me it whe And this, and soe to ove eo n

Splashed up against thy noble browin Rome; Let such not blind thee to an interlude

Wh ch was not a s h et did c me i l o oly, y o ’ Tw xt sacramenta act ns r therh d i l io , b o oo

Des sed e en there and s meth n of the d m pi v , o i g oo

O Remu i he r n hes L sten now f s n t t e c . i

ss d ed s ent near wh re C sar d ed Ro i i il e ae i . ” HE did not sa M Brutus is it th u ? y, y , o

But ta un uest ned test ﬁed I ly q io i , “ I ed him 1 I am rut s B u . I a w kill vo . ’ At wh ch the wh e w r d s au h of sc rn re li d i ol o l l g o p e , ” A poor maimed copy of Brutus ! Too much

ndeed to b e so un e too uns e I , lik kill d [ 86 ]

This diamond stared upon me as I passed ’ (As a live god s eye from a marble frieze)

a f d m s it as d Along a d rk o ia onds. I cl se I wove these stuffs so subtly that the gold Swims to the surface of the silk like cream

es to a r atterns Ye eh And curdl f i p . b old ! These delicatest muslins rather seem

Than b e ou th n ? Na t uch them and be d , y i k y, o bol , ’ ’ Th u h such e ed Chakhi s face in Haﬁ dream o g v il z .

These car ets ou wa s w on them e n s p y lk lo lik ki g ,

naud e e s r ts wh e ur f t I ibl lik pi i , il yo oo ” D s dee in e et r ses and such th n s ip p v lv o i g . Even Apollonius might commend this ﬂute 88

Who sit in darkness when it is not night ? — No curc for wicked children ? Christ no cure ! No help for women sobbing out of sight

Because men m de the laws ? no brothel- lure Burnt out by popular lighmings Hast thou found

No r m m En and fdr suc woes ? e edy, y gl , h

No entrance for the e le ? no re se xi d po ,

uss for n uted es worked un er r und R ia, k o Pol d g o , And gentle ladies bleached among the snows ?

o merc for the s a e Amerim ? N y l v ,

rac us nat ns e s me ear to me ! O g io io , giv o

You all to ur Fa r and am one go yo i , I Who at the roadside of humanity ’ Beseech ur a ms G d s ust ce to be d ne yo l , o j i o .

So r s er ! , p o p

In the name of ta I ly,

Meant me her atr t dead ha e en s n i p io v b i o .

The n a e d ne we and w at t e y o ly h v o ll ; , h h y did

f r m Be n er ect it sha t u h. Let them s um r i g p , ll i p l be No king of Egypt in a pyramid

Is safer fr m n th u h he num er o oblivio , o g b

Fu se e s for a c er ll v nty cerement ov lid.

These dead be seeds of fe and s a encum er li , h ll b [ 90 ] CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

The sad heart of the land until it loose

The c amm c ds and let out the s r n - r wth l y lo , p i g g o

In b eatiﬁc reen thr u h e er ru se g o g v y b i .

The t rant sh u d ta e eed to what he d th y o l k h o ,

Since e er ct m- carr n turns to use v y vi i io ,

And dr es a char t e a od made wr th iv io , lik g o ,

A a nst h l n c A eac ed ust e. the east g i pi i j i y, l ,

ead for ta a not in a n has d ed D I li , v i i ; ’ T u man a n ere fe s stru e ceased ho gh y v i ly, li ggl , To mad dissimilar ends have swerved aside ; Each grave her nationality has pieced

its own ma est c readth and f rt ﬁed By j i b , o i ,

ne t d t s And pin d i eeper to he oil . Porlom

Of th n s he theref re no one of these ra es ! a k , o , g v ’ Not hers — who at her hus and s s de in sc rn , , b i , o ,

utfaced the wh st n sh t and h ss n wa es O i li g o i i g v , Until she felt her little babe unborn

Rec w th n her fr m the v ent sta es oil, i i , o iol v And bloodhounds of the world at which her life

r t nwards fr m her e es and f wed it D op i o y , ollo ’ Be nd the unters Gar a d s w fe yo h . ib l i i

And ch d d ed so And now the seaweeds ﬁt il i .

Her d e a r er shr ud and c f bo y, lik p op o oi , And murmuro usly the ebbing waters grit The little pebbles while she lies interred

- an erha s ere d n t s In the sea s d. hu P p , yi g , She looked up in his face (which never stirred From its clinched anguish) as to make excuse

For n him for his if so she e rred. leavi g , 91 l The sin pass softly M mm :

For he was s r en t n h iv , I hi k,

And ta n off his crown ma e e , ki g , d visibl ’ ’ A er s f re ea . Sha n Austr a s oke h o o h d ki g i y , ” t re his own and and a He s a te e rt. h d h h 80 best,

His ast w r s were u n his ne bed l o d po lo ly , I do not end like popes and dukes at least

t And now t at h Than God for i . e is k h dead, Admitting it is proved and manifest

T at he was w rth w th a d scr wned ea h o y, i i o h d,

To measure e ts w th atr ts let them s h igh i p io , tand

Bes de the man in his rt shr ud i Opo o o ,

And eac uchsafe to ta e him the and h vo k by h , 92 l

CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

And ss him on the c ee and sa a ud ki h k, y lo , ' T u too hast suﬂered for our nat e and ho , , iv l ” M r t er th u art one of us ! b e r ud. y b o h , o p o

Stl u n ra es when ta is ta ed . i l, g v , I ly lk po ’ ’ St l t he stran r s hate s the atr t s t m t e . i l, ill, p io o b, g

St N e st fa nt n in the sun ill iob ill i i g , By whose most dazzling arrows violate ' Her beauteous oﬂspring perished has she won

N th n b ut ar ands for the ra es fr m Fate o i g g l g v , o

th n b ut death- s n s Yes be it underst d No i g o g , oo Life throbs in noble Piedmont while the feet ’ Of R me s c a ma e da ed s ft in d o l y i g , bbl o bloo ,

r w ﬂat w th d ss ut n and as meet G o i i ol io , , ,

W s n be sh e ed off e ther mud ill oo ov ll lik o ,

t e s n chur h and street To leave h pa sage free i c .

And who ﬁrst t h e u in th s s n I, ook op p i o g,

ecause a ch d was s n n one eh d B il i gi g b ol ,

The h e and men were not ha wr n ! op o , ply, o g

ets are s thsa ers st e th se of old Po oo y ill, lik o Who studied ﬂights of doves and creatures young

m ht mean n s ma unf d And tender . , ig y i g y ol

The sun str es thr u h the w nd ws u the ﬂ r ik o g i o , p oo

Stand out in it m own un F rent ne , y yo g lo i ,

Not two ears old and let me see thee m re ! y , o

It r ws a n th am er cur s to s ne g o lo g y b l , hi

r hter than e sewhere Now stra t ef re B ig l . , look igh b o ,

And th ra e ue En sh e es on m ne ﬁx y b v bl gli y i , [ 93 ] ’ T at eart s a e and entle or un entle h h liv , g g Motions within her signify but growth ’ The r und swe s reenest o er the a rin mo g o ll g l bo g lea.

’ H we er the uneas w r is ve e and wrot o y o ld x d h,

un c ldren l fted on arent s u s Yo g hi , i high p o l ,

r und them w t a sm e u on the m Look o i h il p outh, And take for music every bell that tolls (WHO said we should be better if like these

But we sit murmurin for the future th u h g , o g

P ster t is sm n on our nees o i y ili g k ,

C t n f e us onvic i g us of olly . L t go [ 94 ]

CASA GUIDI WINDOWS

n rst ces We will trust God. The blank i te i

Men ta e for ruins He w u nt k , ill b ild i o

W th lare mar es rare or n t acr ss i pil d bl , k i o

W t n r us hes t ll the ans 8 m ete e e arc f c . i h g o , i o pl

This w r d has no erd t n if s me ss. o l p i io , o lo

Such c eer ather fr m th sm n sweet h I g o y ili g,

The self- same cherub - faces which emboss

- The Vei ean nwar to the Merc seat. l, l i d y

TH E DANCE

OU remember down at Florence our Cascine

W ere the e e on the feast- a s wa and dr e h p opl d y lk iv ,

And thr u the trees n drawn in man a n o gh , lo g y gree ’ Oer- rooﬁn hum and murmur l e a e g ik hiv , The river and the mountains look alive

You remem er the ia ne there the stan - ace b p zzo , d pl

Of carr a es a- r m w th F rence eaut es i g b i i lo b i ,

Who lean and melt to mus c as the and a s i b pl y ,

Or sm e and chat w th s me one who af t is il i o oo ,

Or on orse ack in ser ance of ma uti h b , ob v le d es

T is so rett in the aftern ns of summer p y, oo , So many gracious faces brought together !

Cal it rout or ca it concert the ha e c me here l , ll , y v o ,

In the oatin of the fan and of the feat er ﬂ g h ,

To reciprocate with beauty the ﬁne weather. 99 l [ 0 888 “ OD roses B I'HIOIB P VB .

n the mead w- r und t n s I o g o , hi g q

To speak nobly from her carriage for the rest Pray these ofﬁcers from France to do us honor ” n w th us trai twa The re By danci g i s gh y . quest

Was ra e a re en e as a rest g v ly pp h d d dd .

And the men of France areheade w n w , b d, bo i g lo ly, Led out each a proud signora to the space

Wh ch the start ed cr wd had r unded for t em i l o o h slowly,

ust a t uch of sti em t n in his face J o ll o io ,

Not resum n thr u h the s m on the race p i g, o g y bol, g . 100

THE DANCE

T ere was s ence in the e e : some s trem ed h il p opl lip bl ,

B r e the mus t ut none jested . B ok ic a a glance ;

And the dau hters of our r nces thus assem e g p i , bl d,

Ste e the measure w t the a ant s ns of France pp d i h g ll o ,

Hush ! i m ht een ass an not a t a e a M d dance. ig h v b ,

And they danced there till the blue that overskied us

Sw ned w th ass n th u h the f t n seemed sedate oo i p io , o g oo i g ;

And the m unta ns hea n m ht hearts es e us o i , vi g ig y b id ,

S hed a ra ture in a shad w to di ate ig p o , l ,

And t uc the st ne where ante sate o h holy o D .

T en the s ns of rance arehea ed w w n h o F , b d , lo ly bo i g, Led the ladies back where kinsmen of the south

Sto d rece ed them t w th urst of erﬂ w n o , iv ; ill, i b ov o i g ’ Fee n us an s r thers F rence s ma e ut li g, h b d , b o , lo l yo h,

Turned and sse the mart a stran ers m uth to m uth ki d i l g o o .

And a cr went u a cr fr m all that e0 le ! y p, y o p p

You a e eard a e e c eer n ou su se h v h p opl h i g, y ppo ,

For the mem er ma r w t ch rus fr m the stee e b , yo i h o o pl

T s was d fferent scarce as u er a s who n ws hi i , lo d p h p ( k o

u For we saw wet eyes around s ere the close. 101

OLD PICTURES IN F L ORENCE

a ft God rants me now and t en By gi g h ,

In the m d dec ne of th se suns li e m ns il li o k oo ,

W o h wal ed in F rence es des her men. k lo , b i

' T e m t c r and chaﬂer c me and o h y igh hi p , o g

For easure or r ﬁt her men a e pl p o , liv

M us ness was hard w th them tr w y b i ly i , I o , But with empty cells of the human hive ;

W t the c a ter- r m the c ster- orch i h h p oo , loi p , ’ The church s a s s a s e or na e p i , i l v ,

Its cr t one ﬁn ers a n w th a torch yp , g lo g i ,

Its face set fu for the sun to sha e ll v . [ 106 ]

A oun er succeeds to an elder rother y g b , 1 Da Vincis derive in ood time from B ll s g e e .

And here where your pmise might And a handsome word or

And the u ack of odles el p ppy p po y p. 2 at not a w rd for Stefan there Wh , o o ,

Of r w nce rom nent and starr b o o p i y,

’ What a man s w r c mes to ! So he ns it o k o pla ,

erf rms it erfects it ma es amends P o , p , k ' F r the to n and m n and t en sim o ili g oili g, h , tm smt !

Ha er the t r ft in - f k a r ppi h i y bl d ol l bo ,

W th u turned e e wh e the an is us i p y il h d b y, Not sidling a glance at the coin of their neighbor ! ’ Tis n d wnward t at ma es one looki g o h k dizzy .

1 Dello Delli whose re utation was founded on his skill in aintin , p p g small ﬁ ures on ni fo weddin arments and the like o g casso r gg . N existing work in can b e attributed to him with certa ty. 9 Althou h extrava antl raised b asari no authenticated icture b g g y p y V , p y — Stefano (1 301 1350) exists in Florence

es i our kness b eir stre th So, t tng y wea y th ng ,

b Art in our b neadth snd len th Measumd y y g , ’ — ad m t s morml s dut You learned to i i a y . — When I say

e The collectiv , I mean : the n ce of Man

t es life in arts to i e n a Ths receiv p l v i whole, ’ ro hem c rd to God s au And g w a co ing clear pl .

In t of suc wer t es bo h, h lo yp Precisely because of our wider nature ;

For time the rs urs for etern t . , i o , i y

XVI

’ To- day s brief passion limits their range ;

It seethes w th the m rr w for us and m re i o o o . They are perfect how else they shall never change

fault wh not we ha e t me t We are y y v i in s ore. ’ The Artiﬁcer s hand is not arrested

W th us we are r u - hewn no- w se s e i ; o gh , i poli h d

The stand for our c and nce n ested y opy, , o i v

th all the ha s t W can teach we s ee em a l shed. i y , ll h bo i 1 10 OLD PICTURES IN FLORENCE

XVII

’ T is a life- long toil till our lump be leaven ’ The better ! What s come to perfection perishes.

T n s earne on earth we sha ractise in hea en hi g l d , ll p v

W ks s A er shes r ne ea t ra d rt m st c . o do l pi ly, o h i

Th self sha t aff r the exame G tt ! y l o d pl , io o

Th one w r not to decrease or d m n s y o k, i i i h,

ne at a str e was ust was it not? Do ok , j ( ) O

Th reat am an e is sti to n s y g C p il ll ﬁ i h .

XVIII

Is it true t at we are now and sha be ereafter h , ll h , ’ But what and where depend on life s minute Hails heavenly cheer or infernal laughter Our ﬁrst step out of the gulf or in it?

Sha Man suc ste w t n his endea r ll , h p i hi vo , ’ Man s face a e no m re a and act n , h v o pl y io

T an o w c is cr sta ed f re er h jy hi h y lliz o v ,

Or r ef an eterna etr fact n g i , l p i io

On w c c nc u e t at the ear a nters hi h I o l d , h ly p i , To cries of Greek Art and what more wish you ? “ Re ed To ec me now se f- ac uainters pli , b o l q ,

And aint man man w ate er the s p , , h v i sue

Ma e new h es s ne t r u h the es t e fra k op hi h o g ﬂ h h y y, New fears aggrandize the rags and tatters To bring the invisible full into play Let the visible go to the dogs what matters 1 1 1 XXII

Yet hard n w W en a s u has seen I ly k o . h o l

the means of E that d is est By vil Goo b ,

And thr u eart and its n se w at is , o gh h oi , h

serene, When our faith in the same has stood the test

Wh the ch d r wn man ou urn the rod y, il g o , y b , The uses of labor are surely done ; There remaineth a rest for the people of God And h a e had tr u es en u h for one. I v o bl o g , 1 12

OLD PICTURES IN FLORENCE

XXIII

But at any rate I have loved the season ’ Of Art s spring- birth so dim and dewy ;

M scu t r is c the san y lp o Ni olo, Pi , — My painter who but Cimabue

Nor ever was man of t em all indee h d,

r m t ese to ert and r anda F o h Ghib i Ghi l jo,

ou sa that he m sse m cr t c- mee C ld y i d y i i d .

So now to m s ec a r e ance e ! , y p i l g i v h igh ho

XXIV

T e r sts st ll stan as sa d ef re h i gho i d, I i b o ,

Watc n each fresc a ed and ras e hi g o ﬂ k p d, ’ c e u n c e out or wh tewashed o er Blo k d p, k o k d , i No getting again what the church has grasped ! The works on the wall must take their chance ; ’ Works never conceded to England s thick clime ! (I hope they prefer their inheritance

u of ta an u c - m Of a b cketful I li q i k li e. )

XXV

When the o at len t w t suc a s kin y g g h, i h h ha g ’ Of ea s o er the old de us n sad h d l io , ly

Eac master his wa t r u h the ac streets ta n h y h o g bl k ki g, Where many a lost work breathes though badly ’ Why don t they bethink them of who has merited

Wh not re ea w i e t e r ctures ree y v l, h l h i pi d

Su om how a ca t e m t be out- ferrete ? ch do , p iv igh d Why is it they never remember me 9 1 13 the m t i ordi Not that I expect g B g , Nor Sandm mhw c hivslﬁmbelﬁcme ; Nor the wronged Idppino ; snd nots word l ‘ Say of a scrap of Frh Angalico s :

Of ﬁnical touch and tempera crumbly Could not Alesso Baldovinetti

ntr ute so much ask him um ? Co ib , I h bly

XXVIII

Mar er tone of Arezz0 gh i ,

With the grave- clothes garb and swaddling barret

Wh urse u m th an in a et so ( y p p ou d beak p ,

You bald old satumino poll- clawed parrot

1 The pictures alluded to in this and the followingstanza are said to have ’ bee n Brownings own property

OLD PICT URES IN FLORENCE

Not a oor limmerin ruc n p g g C iﬁxio , Where in the foreground kneels the donor

If suc rema n as is m c n ct n h i , y o vi io ,

The ardin it does u but tt n r ho g yo li le ho o .

XXIX

T e ass for t em the ane s ma t r h y p ; h p l y h ill, The tempera grow alive and tinglish ; Their pictures are left to the mercies still

Of dea ers and stea ers ews and the En sh l l J gli ,

Who see n mere m ne 3 w rth in the r r e , i g o y o i p iz , Will sell it to somebody calm as Zeno

At na ed H h Art and in ecstas es k ig , i 1 Before some clay - cold vile Carlino

XXX

No matter for these ! But tt ou Gio o, y ,

Ha e ou a wed as the t wn- t n ues a e v y llo , o o g b bbl

never ! it sha not be c unted true Oh, ll o 2 That a certain precious little tablet

Wh c u narr t e ed e a er i h B o o i y lik lov , ’ Was buried so long in oblivion s womb

And eft for an t er t an to sc er , l o h h I di ov , — Turns up at last! and to whom to whom

1 ar o Dolci a ainter of the seventeenth centur w en art had e un C l , p y, h b g to decline.

3 Afamous Last u er mentioned b Vasari which went astra from S pp y , y San irito and was afterwards found in some obscure corner and urchased Sp , p by a stranger. “ /f / nd lsh ar Nor a civic gutirdfW hitesa W , ’ Hunting Radetzky s soul like a partridge

ve O r Morello with squib and cracker.

’ This time we 11 shoot better game and bag

No mere d s a at the stone of Dante i pl y , But a kind of sober Witanagemot ” Ex : asa Gu d uad vidad a ante ( C i i, q )

S a n er nce Freed m rest re to F rence h ll po d , o o o d lo ,

How Art m r t h r ay eturn that departed wi h e . ’ Go hated h use each trace of the ra ne 8 , o , go Lo i , And bring us the days of Orgagna hither ! [ 1 1 6 ]

tDl J) ruxxrcntsst lmt rurasussmns

XXXIV

How we s a r e how we s a erorate h ll p ologiz , h ll p ,

Utter ﬁt th n s u n art and stor i g po hi y,

Feel truth at blood- heat and falsehood at zero rate Make of the want of the age no myste ry ;

ntrast the fructu us and ster e eras Co o il , Show monarchy ever its uncouth cub licks ’ ’ Out of the ear s s a e nt himaera s b h p i o C , ’ ’ W e ure Art s rt is st the re u c s hil P bi h ill p bli .

XXXV

one s a r se in a s eec curt Tuscan Then h ll p opo p h ( ,

E ur ate and s er w th scarce an issimo xp g ob , i ly ,

nd now our ha f- to d ta e of am uscan To e l l l C b , ’ ' And turn the bell- towers alt to altisszmo And ﬁne as the b eak of a young beccaccia ’ The am an e the u m s ﬁt a C p il , D o o lly,

Shal Soar u in ful ﬁft racc a l p gold l y b i ,

Com etn orence as rence ta . pl i gFl Flo , I ly

XXXVI

Shall I be alive that morning the scaffold

r en awa and the n - ent ﬁre Is b ok y, lo g p ,

e the den h e of the w r d unbaﬂled Lik gol op o l ,

r n s fr m its s ee and u es the s re Sp i g o l p, p go pi

W e God and the e e a n for its m tt hil P opl pl i o o, Thence the new tricolor ﬂaps at the sky? At least to foresee that glory of Giotto

And rence t ether the ﬁrst am ! Flo og , I 1 17

F RA LIPPO LIPPI

1 855

AM r r t er ur ea e poo b o h Lippo, by yo l v !

You need not c a ur t rc es to m f ce l p yo o h y a . ’ Z s w at s to ame ? ou thin ou see a m n ook , h bl y k y o k ’ What t is ast m dn ht and ou the r unds , p i ig , y go o , ’ And here you catch me at an alley s end Where sportive ladies leave their doors ajar ’ The arm ne s m c ster : hunt it u C i y loi p,

Do harr out if ou must s w ur zea , y , y ho yo l,

W ate er rat there ha s on his wr n h e h v , , p o g ol ,

And ni eac s ft n of a wee wh te m use p h o li g i o , ’ Wake Weke that s cre t to ee him c m an , , p k p o p y ’ Aha ou kn w ur etters Then ou 11 ta e , y o yo b y k ’ ur hand awa that s ﬁdd n on m t r at Yo y li g y h o ,

n n w me ew se Who am A d please to k o lik i . I

Wh one sir who is d in w th a fr end y, , , lo g g i i ’ ’ Three streets off - he s a certain how d ye call ?

Master a s m of the Med c Co i o i i, ’ r Boh l ou were est I the house that caps the corne . y b ! ’ Remem er and te l me the da ou re han ed b l , y y g , ’ How you affected such a gullet s- gripe !

But ou sir it c ncerns ou that ur na es y , , o y yo k v Pick up a manner nor discredit you 12 1 in the door

’ W at r t er Li o s d n s u and wn h , b o h pp oi g , p do , You know them and they take you like enough ! I saw the proper twinkle in your eye ’ Te ﬁ ou ed ur s at er rst. ll y , I lik yo look v y ’ et s sit and set th n s stra t now to haun L i g igh , hip oh. ’ Here s s r n c me and the n hts one ma es u b p i g o , ig k p ands

To r am the t wn and s n out carni a o o i g v l, ’ And ve een three wee s shut w t n m mew I b k i hi y ,

A- a nt n for the reat man sa nts and sa nts p i i g g , i i

And sa nts a a n c ul not a nt all n t i g i . I o d p i igh

Ouf eaned out of w nd w for fresh air I l i o .

There came a urr of feet and tt e feet h y li l , 1 22

A swee of ute- str n s au hs and w fts of s n p l i g , l g , hi o g , ’ Flower 0 Me broom,

Take awa love and our cart)! is a tomb ! y , ’ Flower 0 Me uince q ,

I let Lisa o and w/lal ood in l e since f y , g if ’ so o d the w n . Flower 0 Me Myme and n. Roun y e t Scarce had they turned the corner when a titter

e the s n of ra ts m n t t ree s m Lik kippi g bbi by oo ligh , h li

s a es h p ,

And a face t at e u s sir es and h look d p zook , , ﬂ h d bloo , ’ ’ T at s all m ma e of! nt s reds it went h I d I o h ,

u ta n and c unter ane and c er et C r i o p ov l ,

All the bed- furn ture a d en n t-s i oz k o ,

There was a a der ! D wn let m se f l d o I y l ,

Hands and feet scram n s me w and so r e , bli g o ho , d opp d,

And after them came u w th the fun . I p i

Har Sa nt aurence a fell w we l met d by i L , h il o , l , ’ Flower 0 Me rose, ’ I ve been merr w/iat matter w/lo knows f If y, And so as I was stealing back again To get to bed and have a bit of sleep

Ere I rise up to- morrow and go work On Jerome knocking at his poor old breast

W t his reat r und st ne to su due the ﬂes i h g o o b h,

Y sna me of the su Ah ee ! ou d en. s p d , I

T u our e e tw n es st ou s a e ur head ho gh y y i kl ill, y h k yo ’ ’ M ne s s a ed a m n ou sa — the stn s in t at ! i h v o k, y y i g h

If Master os mo announced mse f C i hi l , [ 123 ] ’ Mum s the word naturally ; but a monk !

I was a baby when my mother died

And father died and left me in the street.

I starved there God knows how s ea or two , , y r

On fi -sk ns me on- ar n s r n s and s uc s g i , l p i g , i d h k ,

M st mac bein em t as our hat y o h g p y y ,

The w n (1 i d w me up and down I went.

Old Aunt e one Lapaocia trussed m with hand,

To quit this very miserable wo ” ” Will you renounce the mouthful of bread? thought I ;

no means Br ef the made a m n of me By i , y o k

did ren unce the w r d its r de and ree I o o l , p i g d,

a ace farm v a s and an n - use P l , , ill , hop, b ki g ho ,

Tras such as these r dev s of Med c h, poo il i i

en the r hearts to all at e ht ears ol Have giv i ig y d.

We sir f und in t me ou ma be sure ll, , I o i , y y , ’ T was not for n th n the d e fu o i g goo b lly l,

The warm ser e and the r e that es all r und g op go o ,

And day- long blessed idleness beside ’ ’ t Let s see what the urchin s ﬁt for hat came next. 124

FRA LIPPO LIPPI

Not ermuc t e r wa must c nfess ov h h i y, I o .

Such a to- do They tried me with their books ’ L rd the d a e tau t me atn in ure waste ! o , y h v gh L i p ’ Flow er 0 Me close,

All a i I c is v ! Me L t n onstrue , amo I lo e

But m nd ou w en a starves in the streets , i y , h boy

E t ears t et er as m f rtune was igh y og h y o , ’ Watching folk s faces to know who will ﬂing

The bit of ha f- str ed ra e- unc he des res l ipp g p b h i ,

And who w l curse or c him for his a ns i l ki k p i ,

Wh ch ent eman r cess ns] and ﬁne i g l p o io , Holding a candle to the Sacrament Will wink and let him lift a plate and catch

The dr n s of the wax to se l a a n oppi g l g i ,

Or h a for the E ht and a e him wh ed oll ig h v ipp ,

How sa na w c do tes w ch ets r y I y, hi h g bi , hi l d op

His ne fr m the hea of ffa in the street bo o p o l ,

Wh s u and sense of him r w s ar a e y, o l g o h p lik ,

He earns the of t n s and n ne the ess l look hi g , o l

For a m n t n fr m the hun er- nch d o i io o g pi .

had a store of suc remar s be sure I h k , ,

Wh c after f un e sure turned to i h, I o d l i , ’ drew men s faces on m c - s I y opy book , ’ Scraw ed them w t n the ant h nar s mar e l i hi ip o y g ,

J ned e s and arms to the n mus c- n tes oi l g lo g i o ,

F und e es and n se ch n for A s and . and B S o y o i , And made a string of pictures of the world

Betw xt the ins and uts of er and n un i o v b o ,

Onthe wall the enc the d The m r. n s k ac , b h, oo o k loo ed bl k . 125 1 “ ” “ ’ a u t the rior turn him out e sa ? N y, q o h P , , d y y

w t a In no wise. Lose a cro and ca ch lark.

And reac n Fr ars t our c urc u ﬁne P hi g i , o do h h p ” And put the front on it that ought to be !

Thank on l m head bein crammed the waﬂs a hh nk y y g , ,

ur enin Never was such prompt disemb d g.

I dre t fat lean : then folk at church w hem, and , ,

’ For that white anger of his victim s son

Sha n a ﬁst at him w th one ﬁerce arm ki g i , Signing himself with the other because of Christ (Whose sad face on the cross sees only this After the passion of a thousand years) ’ T s me r r her a r n o er her head ill o poo gi l, p o , (Which the intense eyes looked through) came at eve

On t t e sa d a w rd dr ed in a af ip o , i o , opp lo ,

Her pair of ear- rings and a bunch of ﬂowers

The rute t r w n ra ed and so was ne ( b ook g o li g) , p y , go , “ ’ a nted all then cr ed Tis ask and ha e I p i , i v ; ’ Ch se for m re s read a d the adder ﬁat oo , o y l i l ,

And s we m c ere bit of c ister- wa l ho d y ov d lo l . The monks closed in a circle and praised loud

T chec e tau ht what to see and not to see ill k d, g , ’ e n s m e dies T at s the er man ! B i g i pl bo , h v y Look at the boy who stoops to pat the dog! ’ ’ That woman s like the Prior 8 niece who comes ’ To care about his asthma : it s the life I ’ But there my triumph s straw- ﬁre ﬂared and funked ; Their betters took their turn to see and say The Prior and the learned pulled a face ’ And st ed all t at in no t m How? what s ere ? opp h i e. h

u te fr m the mar of a nt n ess us all ! Q i o k p i i g, bl

Faces arms e s and d es e the true , , l g, bo i lik ’ ’ As much as pea and pea ! it s devil s game !

Y ur us ness is not to catch men w th sh w o b i i o ,

W th ma e to the er sha e c a i ho g p i bl l y,

But ift them er it i n re it all l ov , g o , ’ Ma e t em f r et there s such a th n as es k h o g i g ﬂ h. Your business is to paint the souls of men ’ ’ ’ Man s s u and it s a ﬁre sm e no it s not o l, , ok , . ’ It s vapor done up like a new- born babe (In that shape when you die it leaves your mouth) ’ ’ It s we w at matters ta n it s the s ul ! ll, h lki g, o Give us no more of body than shows soul ! ’ Here s tt w t his Sa nt a- ra s n God Gio o, i h i p i i g ,

T at sets us ra s n wh not st w th him h p i i g, y op i Why put all thoughts of praise out of our head

Wit w n er at lines c rs and what not ? h o d , olo ,

aint the sou ne er m nd the e s and arms P l, v i l g I 127 Bub aﬂ ougtry at it a second time.

’ She s jnst my niwe ’ ' Who went and danced and got men s heads cut oﬁl ” e all out o is n e Hav it ! N w, this se s , I ask ?

’ So ﬂ the e e can t sto there must o fnrt er h y p , g h

’ W en w at ou ut for e w s s m lac h h y p y llo i ply b k, And any so rt of meaning looks intense

W en all es de tse f means and o s nau t h b i i l l ok gh .

’ You can t d sc er if it means h e fear i ov op , , ’ So rrow or joy won t beauty go with these ? ’ Su se ve made her e es all r ht and ue ppo I y ig bl , ’ ’ Can t ta e reath and tr to add fe s ﬂash I k b y li , And then add soul and heighten them threefold ’ Or say there s beauty with no soul at all (I never saw it put the case the same

If ou et s m e eaut and nau ht e se y g i pl b y g l , You get about the best thing God invents ’ ’ That s s mewhat and ou ll ﬁnd the s u ou ha e m ssed o y o l y v i ,

W th n urself when ou return him than s i i yo , y k . ’ Rub all out ! We we there s m fe in short ll, ll, y li , ,

And so the th n s i g ha gone on ever since. [ 12 8 ]

FBA IJPPO LIPPI

o these wild thin s in sheer des te And I d g pi ,

a the f er es ou catc me at And pl y ool i y h ,

ure e The old m l - horse out at r s In p rag ! i l , g a s

Although the miller does not preach to him

Th e onl of rass is to make chaﬁ y good g . What would men have ? Do they like grass or no

’ ‘ ’ May they or may n t they P all I want s the thing

it is t e for e er one wa . As Set l d v y , You tell too many lies and hurt yourself ’ ou d n t ke w at ou n e too muc Y o li h y o ly lik h,

ou do li e w at if en ou at ur wor Y k h , giv y yo d,

’ I can t unlearn ten minutes afterwards.

’ You understand me : m a east n w I b , I k o .

But see now wh see as certa n , y, I i ly ’ As that the m rn n - star s a ut to s ne o i g bo hi , ’ s me da We ve a What will hap o y. youngster here

C mes to our c n ent stud es w at do o o v , i h I , Slouches and stares and lets no atom drop — ’ His name is Guidi he 11 not mind the monks

The ca him Hu n Tom he ets t em ta y ll lki g , l h lk ’ He c s m ract ce u he 11 a nt a ace pi k y p i p p i p ,

h e so —th u h ne er e so n I op o g I v liv lo g, 130 l

’ ” How ks m a ntin now the scaff d s d ? loo y p i g, ol own ” ask a r ther Hu e he returns I b o g ly, Already not one phiz of your three slaves

Who turn the Deac n off his t asted s de o o i , ’ ’ But s scratched and r dded to our eart s c ntent p o h o , The pious people have so eased their own With coming to say prayers there in a rage

W t s the r c s n th e ge on fast to ee b i k be ea .

Ex ect an ther th s t me next ear p o job i i y , ’ For pity and religion grow i the crowd ” Your painting serves its purpose 1 Hang the fools ! ’ That is you 11 not mistake an idle wo rd

S e in a huff a r m n God wot pok by poo o k, , 1 32 of Tommaso uidi G . i sc called Masacc o, from his fre o

i e The Tr bute Mon y.

Hia mrm

He made ou and ev se ou after all y d i d y , ,

draw

' W me to brother i o for all that e co Lpp , ‘ ” a e ecit o uc l So all sm e I te p t/ p , il

TiIl wholl unex ected in there s , y p , pop The hothead husband Thus I scuttle off

To s me safe ench eh nd not ett n o b b i , l i g go

The a m of her the tt e th n p l , li l lily i g

That s e the d w rd for me in the n c pok goo o i k, ’ L e the Pr r s n ece Sa nt Luc w u sa ik io i i y, I o ld y. ’ And so all s sa ed for me and for the church v ,

A r t r et ctu e a ned. Go six m nths hen p y pi g i , o ce !

Y ur hand sir and d- b e : no hts no h o , , goo y lig , lig ts ! ’ The street s hushed and 1 n w m own wa ac , k o y y b k, ’ ’ D n t fear me ! There s the ra e nnin o g y b gi g . Zooks !

[ 1 34 ]

ANDREA D EL SARTO

’ ( Called THE FAULH ESS PAINTER.

UT not let us uarre an m re do q l y o ,

No m ucrez a ear w t me for nce , y L i b i h o

Sit wn nd ll n as do a a shall happe you wish .

You turn ur face b ut d es it r n ur eart? yo , o b i g yo h ’ ’ 11 w r t en for ur fr end s fr end ne er fear I o k h yo i i , v ,

Treat his own su ect after his own wa bj y,

Fix his own t me acce t too his own r ce i , p p i , And shut the money into this small b and

n es m n W it ten r Whe next it tak i e. ill ? de ly ’ Oh ll c ntent him - b ut to- m rr w e ! , I o , o o , Lov

ften am much wear er than ou thin I o i y k,

Th s e en n m re t an usua and it seems i v i g o h l, As if forgive now should you let me sit Here by the window with your hand in mine

And a a f ur f rt on F es e look h l ho o h i ol ,

th of one m nd as marr ed e e use Bo i , i p opl ,

u et u et the e en n thr u h Q i ly, q i ly v i g o g , I might get up to- morro w to my work

us tr . Cheerful and fresh as ever. Let y

To- m rr w how ou sha be ad for t s ! o o , y ll gl hi [ 137 ] — You at the point ofyour ﬁrst pride? m me ’ That s ne ou n w — b ut at e er nt ( go y k o ) , I, v y poi ;

M uth m h e m art b e n all t ned d wn y yo , y op , y , i g o o

n er s er easant F es To yo d ob pl i ole. ’ There s the bell clinking from the chapel- top

That length of convent- wall across the way

H ds the trees safer hudd ed m re ns de ol , l o i i

The ast m n eaves the arden da s decrease l o k l g y ,

ws m i r h n And autumn r autu n n eve t . g o , y i g Eh ? the whole seems to fall into a shape As if I saw alike my work and self

And all that was rn to b e and do I bo , ’ A tw l ht- ece L e we are in G d s h nd . a i ig pi ov , o . [ 1 38 ]

How stran e now s the fe he ma es us g , look li k lead ;

S free we seem so fettere fast w o , d e are ! I feel he laid the fetter let it lie ! This chamber for example turn your head ’ All that s behind us ! You don t understand

Nor care to understand a ut m art bo y , But you can hear at least when people speak

And t at cart n the sec nd fr m the d r h oo , o o oo

It is the th n e ! so suc th n s sh u d be i g, Lov h i g o l

Be hold Madonna I am bold to say.

can do w th m enc what n w I i y p il I k o ,

What see what at tt m of m heart I , bo o y

w s for if e er w sh so dee I i h , I v i p

eas l too when sa erfect Do i y, I y, p ly,

do not ast erha s : urse f are ud e I bo , p p yo l j g ’ Who l stened to the e ate s ta ast wee i L g lk l k,

An t as m t se o sa in France d jus uch hey u d t y . ’ At an rate tis eas all of it ! y y, ’ No s etches ﬁrst no stud es that s n ast k , i , lo g p I do what many dream of all their lives

Dream str e to do and a n e to do iv , go iz ,

c u d c unt tw t su And fail in doing . I o l o en y ch

On tw ce ur ﬁn ers and not ea e th s t wn i yo g , l v i o , ’ Who strive you don t know how the others strive To paint a little thing like that you smeared

are ess ass n w th ur r es aﬂ at C l ly p i g i yo ob o ,

Yet do much ess so muc ess S me ne sa s l , h l , o o y ,

n w his name no matter so much ess ! (I k o , ) l

W is m re ucre a : am ud ed e ess . ll, l o , L zi I j g 1 39 1 There burns a truer li ht of God in them g ,

’ Beach man a time a heaven t at s shu t to me y h ,

Th u the c me ac and m u t te the w r o gh y o b k o ll o ld.

The mdden blood of these men ! at a word

S ea as the ease what d es the m unta n ca p k y pl , o o i re ’ Ah b ut a man s reach sh uld exceed his ras , o g p, ’ Or what s a heaven for ? All is silver- gray Placid and perfect with my art : the worse !

I know both what I want and what might gain ;

And et how roﬁtless to n w to s h y p k o , ig

Had een two an ther and m se f I b , o y l , ’ Our head h e o erlooked the w r would av o ld No doubt. ’ Y nder s a w r now of that fam us uth o o k , o yo

The Ur ﬁv ears a o binate who died e y g . ’ Tis t it m c ed Ge r e Vasar sen e. ( opi , o g i )

We can fanc how he did it all ll, I y , 140

’ In t at umane reat m narc s en h h g o h gold look, One ﬁnger in his heard or twisted curl ’ ver his m ut 8 d mar that ma e the sm O o h goo k d ile,

One arm a ut m s u der r und m nec bo y ho l , o y k, The n e of his d cha n in m ear ji gl gol i y ,

a nt n r udl w th his reath on me I p i i g p o y i b ,

All his c urt r und him see n wt his e es o o , i g i h y ,

Such fran French e es and such a ﬁre of s k y , o uls

r fuse m and e t n th se hearts P o , y h k p plyi g by o ,

And est of all th s th s th s face e nd , b , i , i , i b yo ,

Th s in the ac r und wa t n on m w r i b kg o , i i g y o k, To crown the issue with a last reward

A d t me was it not m k n da s goo i , , y i gly y 1 42 ORTRAIT of Fm Li o Li i in P pp pp , hi a ion of ir in s Coron t the V g .

l st x ect Out of a m ar whm you ea e p . ! " who but b ippo ! I 133

C me fr m the w nd w e — c me in at ast o o i o , lov , o , l , Inside the melancholy little house

We u s a w th. God is u b ilt to b e o g y i j st. King Francis may forgive me oft at nights

When u fr m a nt n e es t red out I look p o p i i g, y i ,

The wa s ec me um ned r c fr m r c ll b o ill i , b i k o b i k

D st nct nstead of m rtar ﬁerce r ht d i i , i o , b ig gol , That gold of his I did cement them with l

Let us b ut e each ther Must ou lov o . y go That Cousin here again he waits outside

Must see ou ou and not with me ? T y y , hose loans More gaming debts to pay you smiled for that?

We let smi es b u me ha e ou m r ll, l y v y o e to spend [ 144 ]

TH E S TA TUE AND TH E B US T

In the e w h t m ht s ad w m pil hic he ig y h o akes.

For Via ar a is three- arts l t ( L g p igh ,

But the a ace ershad ws one p l ov o , Because of a crime which may God requite !

To F rence and od the wr n was d ne lo G o g o , ’ Through the ﬁrst republic s murder there

B C s m and his curse on y o i o d s . )

The D ’ uke (with the statue s face in the square) Turned i n the midst of his multitude

At the r ht a r a r b ig pp oach of the bridal p i . 1 50

ha see each ther su We s re as fate . ll o ,

e urned on her s de and s e t us Sh t i l p . J t so So we resolve on a thing and sleep

o did the ad a es a o. S l y, g g

T at n ht the u e sa d ear or chea h ig D k i , D p As the cost of this cup of bliss may p rove ” w dra n t de To d or s u i e . bo y o l, I ill i p

And on the m rr w hold w th e o o , i lov ,

He ec ned the r de room c se on ca b ko b i g ( lo ll, ’ As his dut ade the Du e s a c e y b , by k l ov ) 1 52 ONNA and Chil from AD d, M ' Andrea del Sarto a Holy Famil in Pitti aller y, G y.

Ra hael did this ndr ea aint t p . A p ed ha t; ' The Roman c it the better when ou ra y p y. “ " But still the other : Vir in i: w y wan h ife.

Andrea del Sam . 9. 143

‘ So : or the la m se said, so done n dy is d

And leave them then as it left them now.

With still fresh cause to wait one day more

Ere a each leaped over the par pet.

’ And st as e s r ef m rn n w re ill, lov b i o i g o ,

W th a ent e start ha f sm e half s h i g l , l il , ig ,

The f un as it seemed ef re y o d love not b o .

The th u ht it w u d w r infa y o g o l o k llibly, But not in despite of heaven and earth

The r se w u d ow when the st rm a s o o l bl o p s ed by .

’ Meantime they could proﬁt in winter s dearth B y store of fruits that supplant the rose : The world and its ways have a certain worth [ 1 54 ] THE STATUE AND THE BUST

And to press a point while these oppose Were simple policy ; better wait

We se no fr ends and we a n no f es lo i g i o .

’ Meant me w rse fates than a er s fate i , o lov , Who daily may ride and pass and look Where his lady watches behind the grate !

And she she watched the square like a

H d n one cture and n one ol i g pi o ly , Which daily to ﬁnd she undertook

W en the cture was reached the was d ne h pi book o , And she turned from the picture at night to scheme

Of tear n it out for herself ne t sun i g x .

So wee s rew m nths ears eam eam k g o , y gl by gl

The r dr ed fr m the r uth and e glo y opp o i yo lov , And both perceived they had dreamed a dream ;

W c o ered as dreams do st a e hi h h v , ill bov But who can take a dream for a truth

e our e es fr m the ne t rem e ! Oh, hid y o x ov

One day as the lady saw her youth

e art and the s er thread that strea ed D p , ilv k ’ Her a r and w rn the ser ent s t th h i , , o by p oo ,

The row so uc ered the ch n so ea e b p k , i p k d,

And w n ere who the w man was o d d o ,

H w- e e and ha ard- c ee e ollo y d gg h k d, 155 wn in the r dar ness under the a s e Do i k i l ,

To sa What matters it at the en y, d I did no more while my heart was warm

’ Than d es that ma e m l - faced fr n a e e d. o i g , y p i

’ Where is the use of the l s red c arm ip h ,

The hea en of ha r the r de of the r w v i , p i b o , And the blood that blues the inside arm

Un ess we turn as the s u n ws how l , o l k o , The earthly gift to an end divine ?

A ad of c a is as d tr w l y l y goo , I o . 156

THE STATUE AND THE BUST

’ But n ere R e s c rn ce ﬁne lo g obbi o i ,

W t ﬂ wers and fru ts w ch ea es en ace i h o i hi l v l , W as set where now is the empty shrine

And ean n out of a r ht ue s ace ( , l i g b ig bl p ,

As a h st m ht ean fr m a ch n of sk g o ig l o i k y, ’ The passionate pale lady s face

E e n e er w th earnest e e y i g v , i y

And u c - turned nec at its reath ess stretc q i k k b l h, Some one who ever is passing by

The Duke had sighed like the simplest wretch

InF rence uth m dream esca es lo , Yo y p Will its record stay And he bade them fetch

Some subtle mo ulder of brazen shapes

Can the s u the w die out of a man o l, ill, Ere his body ﬁnd the grave that gapes

J hn of D ua sha effect m an o o y ll y pl ,

Set me on h rse ac here a ft o b k lo ,

A e as the craft scu t r can liv , y lp o ,

In the very square I have crossed so oft

That men ma adm re when future s ns y i , u

Shal t uch the e es to a ur se s ft l o y p po o ,

While the mouth and the brow stay brave in bronze

Adm re and sa W en he was a e i y, h liv How he would take his pleasure once ! [ 1 57 ] Burn upward each to his point of bliss

S nce the end of fe e n man fest i , li b i g i , ’ He had urned his wa thr the w r d to t b y o o l his.

hear ou re r ach But de a was est I y p o , l y b , ” r t end was a cr me Oh Fo he r . a cr i i , ime will

As we re to ser e for a test ll, I ply, v ,

As a rtue o den thr u h and thr u h vi g l o g o g , Sufﬁcient to vindicate itself ’ And prove its worth at a moment s view !

Must a game b e played for the sake of pelf ’ Where a utt n oes t were an e ram b o g , pig

To ffer the stam of the ver Gue o p y lph . 1 5s

THE STATUE AND THE BUST

The true has no value beyond the sham

As wel the c unter as c n su m t l o oi , I b i , ’ W en e s a hat and ur r e a ram h ur ta . yo bl , yo p iz , d

Sta e ur c unter as d e er w t k yo o bol ly v y hi ,

Venture as war u se the same s ily, kill,

Do ur est whether w nn n or s n it yo b , i i g lo i g ,

u s m nc e If yo choose to play ! i y pri ipl . Let a man contend to the uttermost ’ For his fe s set r ze b e it what it w li p i , ill

The counter our lovers staked was lost As surely as if it were lawful coin And the sin I impute to each frustrate

Is the un t am and the un rt n , li l p gi loi ,

Th u h the end in s ht was a ce sa . o g ig vi , I y You of the virtue (we issue join)

ow stri e ou ? De te a6ula I H v y , f

TH E RING AND TH E B OOK

0 you see this Ring ? ’ Tis R me- w r made to matc o o k, h ’ (By Castellani s imitative craft)

Etrur an c rc ets f und s me ha m rn i i l o , o ppy o , After a dropping April ; found alive

Spark- like mid unearthed slope- side ﬁgtree- roots

That r f old t mbs at Ch us : s ft ou see oo o i i o , y , ’ - here tr Yet cris as ewe cutt n . T s one c p j l i g i k, (Craftsmen instruct me) one approved device

And but one ﬁts such s ers of ure d , liv p gol

As th s was such mere oozin s fr m the m ne i , g o i , Virgin as oval tawny pendent tear ’ At eeh ve- ed e when r ened c m s o erﬂow b i g ip o b , ’ ’ To hear the ﬁle s tooth and the hammer s tap

n hammer needs must w den out the r und Si ce i o ,

- nd file em ss it fine w th - flowers A bo i lily ,

- n r ht to wear Ere the stuff grow a ring thi g ig .

That tr c is the artiﬁcer me ts u wax i k , l p

W t ne so to s ea he m n es d i h ho y, p k ; i gl gol [ 163 ] the crum led el um c ers — nre cru By p v l ov , p de fact ’ Secreted fr m man s fe when hearts eat hard o li b ,

And ra ns h h- ded t c ed two centur b i , ig bloo , i k ies since ?

Exam ne it u rse ves f und th s i yo l I o i book,

Gave a lira for it e ht ence En sh ust , ig p gli j ,

Mark the redest nat on when a Hand ( p i i ,

A wa s a ove m shou der ushed me once l y b y l , p One day still ﬁerce mid many a day struck calm

Acr ss a s u are in F rence crammed w th ths o q lo , i boo ,

Buzz n and aze n nt de and mar et- t me i g bl , oo i k i , ’ Toward Bacci s mar e a the asement- ed e o bl , y, b l g ’ O the pedestal where sits and menaces

J hn of the B ac Bands w th the u r ht s ear o l k i p ig p ,

164:

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’ T wixt a ace and church — Rccard w ere t e ed p l , i i h h y liv ,

His race and San ren w ere t e lie , Lo zo h h y .

Th s o rec se on that a ace- ste i bo k, p i ly p l p ’ Wh c meant for un n kna es the Med c i h, lo gi g v o i i,

Now ser es re- enders to d s a the r ware v v i pl y i , ’ M n st dds and ends of ra a e cture- frames o g o v g , pi

Wh te thr u the w rn t m rr r- sc nces ch ed i o gh o gil , i o o ipp ,

Bronze angel - heads once knobs attached to chests

Hand ed when anc ent dames ch se f rt r ca e ( l i o o h b o d ) ,

Mo ern cha raw n s stud es fr m the nude d lk d i g , i o ,

Sam es of st ne et reccia r h r pl o , j, b , po p y y

P shed and r u h sundr amaz n usts oli o g , y i g b

In a ed earth r en Pr dence b e ra sed ! b k , (b ok , ovi p i )

A wrec of ta estr r ud - ur sed web k p y, p o ly p po

When reds and ues were ndeed red and ue bl i bl , Now offered as a mat to save bare feet (Since carpets constitute a cruel cost) Treading the chill scagliola bedward : then

A e of r wn- etche r nts two croz le each pil b o d p i , ,

Stopped by a couch a- top from ﬂuttering forth Sowing the Square with works of one and the same

Maste r the ma nat e S enese , i gi iv i Great in the scenic backgrounds (name and fame

N ne of ou n w nor d es he fare the w rse o y k o , o o

t es Oh wth a Lionard n chea From h e , i goi g p

If it sh u d r e as r m sed that oconde o l p ov , p o i , J Whereof a copy contents the Louvre ! these

r F e c m eers in an I picked this book f om. iv o p ﬂ k Stood left and right of it as tempting more [ 1 65 ] une was the m nth L renz named the S uare (J o , o o q ) I leaned a little and overlooked my prize

By the low railing round the fountain- source

C ose to the statue where a ste descends l , p

Wh e c inked the cans of c er as st ed il l opp , oop and rose

Thic - an ed r s who r mmed them and mad k kl gi l b i , e place

For marketmen ad to tch as et d wn gl pi b k o ,

Di a road me n- eaf that h ds the wet p b lo l ol ,

w s h An And hi k t eir faded fresh. d on I read

Present thou h m ath rew er us ly , g y p g p ilo

Between the uts read straw- w r es of a o p o k, pil pl it ’ S n to be ﬂa n each o er two ac e es oo ppi g, bl k y 1 66

THE RING AND THE BOOK

n swat e of Tuscan a r on festas ﬁne A d h h i ,

Thr u h ﬁre- r ns tr es of t n s s e s in s ea es o g i o , ib o g , hov l h v ,

S e et n edsteads wardr e- drawers a a e k l o b , ob g p ,

R ws of ta slim rass am s w th dan n ear o ll b l p i gli g g ,

And w rse cast cl thes ap sweetenin in the sun o , o g ' N ne of t em t m e e fr m oﬂ m i o h ook y y o y pr ze.

St read on fr m wr tten t t e- a e ill I , o i i l p g

To wr tten ndex on thr u h street and street i i , , o g ,

At the Str z at the P l ar at the Br d e oz i , . i l , i g ;

T the t me st d at h me a a n ill, by i I oo o g i

In asa u d Fe ce Church C G i i by li , Under the doorway where the black begins

W th the ﬁrst st ne- s a of the sta rcase i o l b i cold,

had mastered the c ntents new the wh e trut I o , k ol h

athered t ether und u in th s G og , bo p i book,

r nt three- ﬁfths wr tten su ement the rest P i , i ppl . ' Roma ua Homicidzorum na y,

Better translate A Roman murder- case Position of the entire criminal cause

Of u d Francesc n n eman G i o hi i, obl ,

W th certa n F ur the cutthr ats in his a i i o o p y, Tr ed all ﬁve and f un u t nd i , , o d g il y a put to death

head n or han n as beﬁtted ran By i g gi g ks,

At Ro me on Fe ruar Twent wo b y y T , Since our salvation Sixteen Ninety Eight

Where n it is d s uted if an when i i p , d , ’ Hus ands ma adu ter us w es et sca b y kill l o iv , y pe ” The customar f rfe t y o i .

[ 167 ]

T ud at ease In due time e re o st y . lik ply

Came from the so- st ed Patron of the P r yl oo , Ofﬁcial mouthpiece of the ﬁve accused ’ Too oor to fee a etter Gu do s uc p b , i l k ’ Or e se his fe ows wh ch hard n w l ll , i , I ly k o ,

An ou t reak as of wonder at the wor d b l ,

A fur - ﬁt of outra ed nnocence y g i , A passion of betrayed simplicity ? Punish Count Gu do For what cr me what nt i i , hi ’ O the co our of a cr me nform u s ﬁrst ! l i , i

Reward him rather ! Reco n ze we sa g i , y,

In the deed done a r hteous ud ment dea t , ig j g l

’ All consc ence and all coura e there s our Co nt i g , u 1 70 LD hook- stall at base of Statue ' o f iova nni de Medic i b G . y i Bacc o Bandinelli.

' Baccio a marble a the basement . y, M y ’ 0 the ”denta l when pits a nd mena ces

John o the Black Ba nd: i t u i h s f w th he pr g t pea r.

! The Ri n t e ng a d h Book . p. 164

Of the e e hant who ru te- east thou h he we l p , b b g re, Yet understood and punished on the spot ’ His master s naughty spouse and faithless friend ;

A true ta e wh ch has ediﬁed each ch d l i il , Much mo re shall ﬂourish favou red by our c o urt !

a es of r f th s wa and that wa r f P g p oo i y, y p oo ,

And a wa s nce a a n the case st ned l y o g i po po .

Thus wran ed ran ed an ed the a m nth gl , b gl , j gl y o ,

n on a er ead n s all in r nt O ly p p , pl i g p i , ’ Nor e er was exce t the ra ns of men v , p i b i , More noise by word of mouth than you hear now

T the c urt cut all sh rt w th ud ed ou r e ill o o i J g , y caus .

Re ceive our sentence ! Praise God ! We pronounce l 7a ICC ARDI PALACE in We

Larga, now Via Cavour;

c architecture of Mi helozzi, 1 5th real - my .

‘ ” rd w e e liv is Rm { h n th y ed . h m ce.

- The mng and tho Book, p. 105

“ A fm t was held that sdfu m night ”

In tha ile which the mi ht shadow makes. p g y — Th0 8tatue cnd the nmt, p. 150

t d riugs m mow mrpon s tha njad “ T a f or lie a l o plmot ﬂag in. up hom

” By all m u m d ccspomibb Rome. M M M M M OI W ;

Or, for thc m tter of that, a clmrl would side

Wuh too - d m d susce tibilit p y,

And bom r 'hhh tm der in the extreme, M g to fbe qﬁ must m ghly right itself M aﬂ rkkg not sit still aud whine for law

Aa ew v ould if ou s ueezed him to the wall , y q ,

Brisk- trottin thron h the Ghetto Na it seems g g . y, , ’ Even the Emperor s Envoy had his say

If mercy might b e j ust and yet show grace ;

Much m re un ke then in extreme a e o li ly , g ,

To ta e a e e se s are k lif the g neral n e bade sp . ’ T w s o o sc t e ss a plain that Guido w uld g a h le yet.

But human r m se oh how sh rt of shine l p o i , , o How topple down the piles of hope we rear

How h stor r ves na read Herodotus ! i y p o y,

Sudden start n fr m a na as it were ly i g o p, ,

A do - s ee w th one shu t one o en orb g l p i , p , ’ Cr ed the P e s reat se f nn cent name i op g l , I o by

And nature too and e ht - six ears old , ig y y ,

Anton o P nate of Na es Po e i ig lli pl , p [ 1 74 ] THE RING AND THE BOOK

Who had tr man ands kn wn man dee s od y l , o y d ,

r ed man earts e nn n w t his own P ob y h , b gi i g i h ,

nd now was far in read ness for God A i , ’ T was he who rst ade eave th se s u s in eace ﬁ b l o o l p ,

Th se ansenists re- n c named M n sts o J , i k oli i , ’ a nst wh m the cr went e a fr ws tune ( G i o y , lik o y , ’ Tickling men s ears the sect fo1 a quarter of an hour ’ the teeth of the w r d wh ch c wn- e es to chew I o l i , lo lik , lov ’ Be it b ut a straw twixt w r and w st n - wh e o k hi li g il ,

Taste s me tu erat n te awa o vi p io , bi y,

Whether at mar ram- s ri or ar c- c e jo p g g li lov ,

Au t it ma s ort w th s and then s t f rth gh y p i , poil, pi o ) ” “ ea e t em a ne ade he th se M n sts ! L v h lo , b , o oli i

Who ma ha e ther ht than we erce e y v o lig p iv , Or why is it the whole world hates them thus

Also b e peeled off that last scandal - rag Of Nepotism and so observed the poor

That men w u d merr sa Ha t deaf and nd o l ily y, l , bli , ’ Who feed on fat th n s ea e the master s se f i g , l v l

To at er u the fra ments of his feast g h p g , These be the nephews of Pope Innocent!

His own mea c sts b ut ﬁve car nes a da l o li y, ’ r- r est s a wance for he c a ms no m re Poo p i llo , l i o .

He cr ed of a sudden th s reat d old P e i , i g goo op ,

When the a ea ed in ast res rt to him y pp l l o , I have mastered the whole matter : I nothing doubt

Th u Gu d st d f rt r est fr m head to hee o gh i o oo o h p i o l,

nste ad of as a e ed a ece of one I , ll g , pi ,

And furt er were be fr m the t nsure s h , , o o d calp 175 THE RING AND THE BOOK

’ To the san a e sole of him m son and C r st s d l d , y h i , Instead of touching us by ﬁnger- tip

As ou assert and ressin u so close y , p g p

Onl to set a l d- smutch on our r be y b oo o , I and Christ would renounce all right in

Am not e and resent to di I Pop , p ly e,

And bus e how to render m acc unt i d y o , And shall I wait a day ere I decide On doing or not doing justice here ?

Cut offhis ea to- mmrow t s ti h d by hi me,

Han u his f ur mates two on either ha g p o , nd, And end one business more I

And next da Fe ruar Twent Two y, b y y ,

S nce our sa vat n S xteen N net E ht i l io i i y ig ,

— - - Not at the proper head and hanging - place

On r d e- foot c ose Cast e An e o b i g l by l g l ,

Where cust m somewhat sta ed the s ectac e o l p l , ’ ’ T was not so we the wa of R me es de ( ll i y o , b i , ’ The n e Rome the R me of Gu d s ran obl , o i o k) ’ But at the c t s newer a er end i y g y , The cavalcading p romenading place Beside the gate and opposite the church

Under the P nc an ardens reen w th S r n i i g g i p i g, ’ ’ Neath the o e s tw xt the founta ns in the S uare b li k i i q , [ 1 76 ]

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Did Gu d and his fel ws ﬁnd t e r fate i o lo h i ,

All R me for w tness and m wr ter adds o i , y i

Rem nstrant in its uni ersa r ef o v l g i ,

nce Gu d ha the suffra e of all ome Si i o d g R .

T s is the fu thus far ta e the truth hi book l k ,

The untem ered d the fact untam ered w th p gol , p i ,

The mere ring- metal ere the ring b e made And what has hitherto come of it Who preserves

The mem r of th s Gu d and his w fe o y i i o, i ’ P m ilia m re than Ademollo s name o p , o ,

The etcher ofth se r nts two oraz io each o p i , , Saved by a stone from snowing broad the Square With scenic backgrounds Was this truth of force

A e to ta e its own art as truth sh u d bl k p o l ,

Sufﬁc ent se f- susta nin ? Wh if so i , l i g y, ’ Y nder s a ﬁre nt it es m o , i o go y book,

As who shall sa me na and what the ss y y, lo

You n w the ta e a read ma ask k o l l y I y ,

‘ Rather than th n to te ou m re there f i k ll y , o o ,

Ask ou not mere who were he and she y ly ,

Hus and and w fe what manner of man nd b i , ki , But how you hold concerning this and that

- Other yet unnamed actor in the piece.

The un fran hands me c urt Can n now yo g k o o ly o , ,

The r est dec ared the er of the w fe p i , l lov i ,

He who no uest n did e e w th her , q io , lop i ,

For certa n r n the tra ed a ut i b i g g y bo , Giuseppe Caponsacchi; his strange course 12 177 Als o that infant the great jov was fo r

’ “ at the w fe s two - wee k abe Th Gaeta no . , i b ” The hus and ﬁrst- horn chi d his son and he r b l , i .

t o s e birth and beingr tu rned his night to (lav

’ l l hv mus t the father kill the mother thus ? Becam e she bore his son and saved himself

l Vell Br t sh Pu l c y e who ke me not , i i b i , li , (God love you and will have vour proper laugh

At the dark uestion au h it! au h ﬁ q , l g I l g rst

Truth must reva the rover v ws an p il, p b o ; d truth ’ Here is it all the oo at ast as ﬁr i b k l , st ’ There it was all i the heads and hearts of Rome 1 78

’ ’ seman and we l see or e se we By Wi , l l won t !

T anks meantme for the st r n and s tron h i o y, lo g g,

om e re cur us anna s of our ind Fr th mo io l k .

Do ou te the stor now in off- hand s t le y ll y, , y ,

Stra t fr m the b ok ? Or s m l ere and there igh o o i p y h , (The while you vault it through the loose and large)

Han to a hint? Or is there book at all g , ’ And n t ou ea in oetr make elieve do y d l p y, h , ” And the white lies it sounds like ?

Assayed and kn

Yes b ut from s meth n e se sur ass n that o i g l p i g ,

Someth n of m n wh ch m xed u w th the mass i g i e i , i p i ,

Made it bear hammer and be ﬁrm to ﬁle. Fancy with fact is j ust one fact the more ;

To- wit that fanc has nformed trans ierced , y i , p ,

Thr dded and so thrown fast the facts e se free i l , As right through ring and ring runs the djereed

And inds the oose one b ar w thout a rea b l , i b k .

I fused m ive sou and that nert stu ff y l l i ,

Before attem tin sm thcraft 0 11 the n ht p g i , ig After the day when truth thus grasped and gained The book was shut and done with and laid by 180

Against the sudden hloody splendor ponred ’ Cursev ise in day s deps rture by the sun

S niﬁsin none and mark n all wp by swp g i g ,

tl oa e Til Rome itself the has r ached. l , g y g l, I l “b all the while how could it otherw se 9 y, , i

The hfe in me a olished the death of th n s b i g , Deep calling u nto deep : as then and there Acted itself over again once more

The tra c w With m ow gi piece . I sa y n eyes

In Florence as trod the terrace reathed I , b

The eauty and the fearfulness of ni ht b g ,

How it had run this rou nd from ome t , R o Rome

Because ou are to know thcv l ved at Rome , y , i , ’ Pom iliu s arents as thev thou ht themselves p p , g , Tw o poor ignoble hearts who did their best

’ ’ Part G d s wa art the other wa than God s o y, p y , 1 82 THE RING AND THE BOOK

To somehow make a shift and scramble through ’ The w r d s mud care ess if it s as e and s i ed o l , l pl h d po l ,

Pr ded the m t so h d h ee c ean ovi y igh ol igh, k p l ’ The r c d s s u one s u w te en u for t ree i hil o l, o l hi o gh h ,

And ft it to whate er star sh uld st li v o oop, What possible sphere of purer life than theirs

m n a Should co e i id of whiteness hard to save.

saw the star st0 0 t at the stra ned to t uch I p, h y i o ,

And did t uch and de se the r treasure on o po i , As Guido Franceschini took away

P m a to b e his for e erm re o pili v o ,

W e the san Now let us de art in eace hil y g p p , ’ ” Ha n ehe d th r Gu d s w fe ! vi g b l y glo y, i o i ’ saw the star su sed but fo the fen I ppo , g o ,

Gilded star- fashion by a glint from hell ;

Ha in een hea e u ha ed on its r ss wa v g b v d p, l g o y,

B an s un uessed ef re n s e he y h d g b o , i vi ibl lp

r m a dar r ther d and s ec a F o k b o hoo , p i lly

Two bscure n creatures fox - faced th s o gobli , i ,

Cat- c awed the ther ca ed his next of kin l o , ll

B ui the ma n m nster c a ed and ca ed y G do i o , lo k p ,

Ma n as the were r ests to m c God m re ki g y p i , o k o ,

A ate au Can n G r am . b P l, o i ol o These who had rolled the starlike pest to Rome And stationed it to suck up and absorb

eetness of P m ia r ed a a n The sw o pil , oll g i

ated u e w th her s u ns de That blo b bbl , i o l i i , Back to Arezzo and a palace there

Or sa a ﬁssure in the h nest eart y, o h 183 THE RING AND THE BOOK

Whence lon a o had curled the va or ﬁr t g g p s , Blown big by nether ﬁres to appal day :

It t uched home r e and asted far and wi o , b ok , bl de. I saw the cheated couple ﬁnd the cheat

And uess w at f u r te t e were c tu e f r g h o l i h y ap r d o , Too fain to follow over hill and dale That child of theirs caught up thus in the cloud ’ And carried by the Prince 0 the Power of the Air

Wh ther he wou d to wl erness or s ee . i l , i d

sa w them in the tenc of fear I , po y ,

Break somehow through the satyr- family

The r oved one eft w th haters. These saw i l l i I ,

In recrudescenc of afﬂed hate y b , Prepare to wring the uttermost revenge

From d and sou thus eft them all was sur bo y l l e,

F re a d and ca dron set the scene r n traced i l i l , ob i g , The victim stripped and prostrate : what of God ?

The c ea n of a c oud a cr a crash l vi g l , y, , ’ uenched la the r ca dron cowered the dust the crew Q y i l , i ,

As in a or of armor ke Sa nt Geor e , gl y li i g , Out again sprang the young good beauteous priest

Bearin awa the ad in his arms g y l y , Saved for a splendid minute and no more [ 1 84 ]

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’ For w m the ath did that r est c me u n , ho i p p i o po ,

He and the r st ad rne so ra e poo lo l y bo b v , — C ec n the s n of ra se in me had e se h ki g o g p i , l ’ Swelled to the full for God s will done on earth

Wh m b ut a dus m sfeatured messen er o k i g ,

No ther than the an e of th s fe o g l i li ,

Wh se care is est men see too much at nce o l o .

He made the s n such God m se must suffice ig , gli p , ’ Nor re ud ce the Pr nce 0 the P wer of the Air p j i i o , Whose ministration piles us overhead ’ ’ What we ca first earth s r f and ast hea en s fl r ll, , oo , l , v oo , ’ Now rate o the tra then ut et of the ca e g p, o l g

So t the ad eft the riest a ne ook l y, l p lo ,

c And once more canopied the world with bla k .

But thr u h the ac ness saw R me a a n o g bl k I o g i , And where a solitary villa stood

In a ne arden- uarter : it was eve lo g q ,

The sec nd of the ear and oh so c d ! o y , ol Ever and anon there ﬂittered through the air

A sn w- da e and a scant c uch of sn w o k , y o o

- r - m u d Crusted the grass walk and the ga den o l .

All was ra e s ent s n ster when ha ? g v , il , i i , ,

Glimmeringly did a pack of were- wolves pad ’ sn w th se ﬂames were Gu d s e es in fr nt The o , o i o y o ,

und and f ted it the trac And all ﬁve fo oo , k,

To where a threshold- streak of warmth and light

- w th life ns de Betrayed the villa door i i i ,

uts de were th se d- r t e es While an inch o i o bloo b igh y , ’ s wr n l n o er the ﬂash of teeth And black lip i k i g , 185 — And tongues that lolled O Godthat madest man

That was the policy and master- stmke

Open to Caponsacchi Guido cried

Ga rie cr ed ucifer at Eden- ate b l i L g .

W de as a eart ene the d r at nce i h , op d oo o ,

S win the us c u e and t eir ch ho g joyo o pl , h ild

The scrutinizing eye- point of some star And who despairs of a new daybreak now?

Lo the ﬁrst ra rotruded on those ﬁve , y p

It reached them and each fe on wr thed transﬁxed , l i . Awhile they palpitated 0 11 the spear Motionless over Tophet : stand or fall ?

sa the s ear shou d fall shou d stand sa ! I y, p l l , I y

Cr ed the world come to ud ment rant n race i j g , g i g g ’ Or deal n doom accord n to wor d s wont i g i g l , ’ ’ Those world s- bystanders grouped on Rome s cross- road At prick and summons of the primal curse

Which ids ma e as m ke a lie b n lov as well a .

There ratt ed the d scoursed the ri ht and wr n p l y , i g o g, 186

Fo r mo re co mmo dity of carria e see ! g ,

Ami thr ee a re ette r» verita le sheets l , b

Tha t hro u ht me thas t e the news to F orence g [ l ,

M “mm: the da Co unt Guido (lied we ﬁnd y , ,

To s ta the c ravin of a c ient there y g l ,

Who ho um t e m an so ro my boo l h u m: d p duced k . ho ve rs o f dead truth did e fa re the w rse ? , y o ? Lo w rn o f live truth f und e false mv ta e , o y l

’ ’ WV “ no w the e ut the w rld . r s nothing in nor o o o

Ho ' ' o d M u c l truth et th s the someth n e se p y i , i g l ,

Wha t thm Ilwn wh ch roves ood set seems untrue ? , i p g [ 188 ]

new be innin starts the dead alive Makea g g, ,

’ o the lnm;

Stat one for tem e- ser ice n th s earth i d pl v o i , These indeed let him breathe on and relume l

as we are wont

” ecause he ma es not m B , k an.

Yet a s ec a ift an art of arts by p i l g , , More i nsight and more outsight and much more

W to use oth of these than oast m mates ill b b y ,

an detach from me comm ss on forth I c , i i Half of my soul ; which in its pilgrimage

’ O er old unwandered waste wa s of the w r d y o l ,

Ma chance u on some fra ment of a who e y p g l ,

Ba of flesh scra of one in dim d suse g , p b i , Smoking flax that fed ﬁre once : prompt the rein

enter s ark- ke ut old owers to la I , p li , p p p y,

Push l nes out to the imit ead forth ast i l , l l ( By a moonrise through a ruin of a c rypt)

What sha b e misti seen m u rmur n heard ll ly , i gly , [ 1 90 ] THE RING AND THE BOOK

’ Mistakenly felt then write my name with Faust s 1

Oh Faust wh Faust? Was not E sha nce , , y li o

Who ade them la his staff on a c r se- face b y o p .

There was no ce no hear n : he went in voi , i g

Theref re and shut the d r u n them twa n o , oo po i , And prayed unto the Lo rd : and he went up

And la u n the c r se dead on the c uch y po o p , o ,

And ut his m uth u n its m uth his e es p o po o , y

U n its e es his hands u n its hands po y , po , And stretched him on the ﬂesh ; the ﬂesh waxed warm

And he returned wa ed to and fro the h use , lk o ,

And went u stretc ed him on the ﬂesh a a n p, h g i , ’ t e es n Tis a cred e feat And he y ope ed. ibl

With the right man and way. Enough of me i The Book ! I turn its medicinable leaves

In nd n now t as in F rence erst Lo o ill, lo ,

A s r t au hs and ea s thr u h e er m pi i l g l p o g v y li b,

And hts m e e and ifts me the ha r lig y y , l by i , Letting me have my will again with these How title I the dead alive once more ?

C unt u d Francesch n the Aret ne o G i o i i i ,

Descended of an anc ent h use th u h r i o , o g poo ,

A ea - n sed ush - earded ac - ha red rd b k o b y b bl k i lo ,

ean a d low of stature et r ust L , p lli , y ob ,

ift ears old ha n f ur ears a o F y y , vi g o y g

Marr ed P m a Com arini un i o pili p , yo g,

G d eaut fu at me where she was rn oo , b i l, Ro , bo , [ 1 91 ] Foflowed thh fife c m where she was fled

In c n o e t mont s ear er of a r est o v y , igh h li , p i ,

uiet in a vills on a Ohr stm s ni ht Q i a g ,

Wi h onl Piet o and Violan e t y r t by,

Then ent u on esca e b ut h t ressed , b p p , o ly p ,

And ca tu red with his cc - mate s that same n ht p ig ,

He rou ht to tr al stood on th s defence , b g i , i Inj ury to his honor caused the act ;

And since his wife was false as man fest , ( i

B ﬂi ht from home in such com an onsh y g p i ip, )

Death unishment deserved of the false w fe , p i And faithless parents who abette d her ’ I the ﬂ ht aforesa d wron ed nor God nor man ig i , g . ” Nor false she nor et fa thless the re ed , y i y , pli The accuser ; cloaked and masked this murder glooms

True was Pom ilia o a too the a r p , l y l p i ; ’ Out of the man s own heart a monster curled 192 1

— W th th s Half- R me the s urce of swer n ca i i o , o vi g, ll ’ Over- belief in Guido s right and wrong ’ Rather than in Pompilia s wrong and right

’ \Vho sha l sa how who sha sa wh ? T is there l y , ll y y The instinctive theorizing whence a fact

Looks to the e e as the e e kes the y y li look .

Gossi in a u l c lace a sam le- s eech p p b i p , p p .

Some worth w th his rev ou s h nt to ﬁnd y, i p i i ’ A hus and s s de the safer and no wh t b i , i

Aware he is not E acus the wh e il , How such an one supposes and states fact To whosoever of a multitude

W sten and erha s ro n there ill li , p p p lo g by 194

Birt h 5 the M fra m es

' ' ‘ r l l ht: e la b orated r /luc t {é r t amz u f p , g ’ to r - otion in s u b side n o w l m . fir t comm ce es

’ t ﬂowe r 0 th w s The c u rd o he c ream . e heat a w , ere .

’ e s s r s t s And fin r en e o the ou . I hi pla in

You et a reas one d s tatement of the case g , Eventua l ve rdict of the cu rious few

Who ca n: to “lft a b u s iness to the bran

coarw lv bolt it like the s m er s rt i pl o .

”ere afte r i norance ns truct n s ea s , g , i io p k ; ’ llere clar t of cand r h stor s s u , i y o , i y o l,

The c r t ca m nd in short : no ssi - uess . i i l i , go p g What the superior social section think! [ 196 ] THE RING AND THE BOOK

In person of some man of quality

Who reat n mus fr m ace- w r and r cade b hi g k o l o k b o ,

His s ta re am d the ﬂow of fr ll oli i i i ,

ow ered eru e on n se and ba at ac P d p k o , g b k, And cane dependent from the ruﬂled wrist Harangues in silvery and selectest phrase Neath waxlight in a gloriﬁed saloon Where mirrors multiply the girandole

Court n the a r at n of no mob i g pp ob io ,

But Eminence This and All- Illustrious That

Who ta e snuff s ft ran e in we - red r n k o ly, g ll b i g, ’ ard- ta e- u tters for ser ance sa e C bl q i ob v k ,

Ar und the ar ument the rat na w rd o g , io l o

- St s te its we t and w rth a sam e s eec . ill, pi igh o , pl p h

the case How Quality dissertated on .

So much for Rome and rumor ; smoke comes ﬁrst

Once let sm e r se untr u ed we descr ok i o bl , y Clearlier what tongues of ﬂame may spire and spit

To e e and ear eac w t a r r ate t n e y , h i h pp op i i g

Acc rd n to its f or ure or f u o i g ood, p o l .

The act rs no mere rum rs of the act o , o , ’ n r en F rst o hear Count d s e te e. u Gu c I v i y i o voi ,

In a sma ham er t at ad ns the c urt ll c b h joi o ,

W ere ern r and ud es summ ne t ence h Gov o J g , o d h ,

Tommati Ventur n and the rest , i i ,

n th s d r n t Fi d e accu ed ripe for ecla i g tru h .

S ft- cus ne s ts he et sh fts seat s irks touc o hio d i ; y i , h h, [ 197 ] And what it errs in ud es rectif , , J g y

He feels e as a ﬁst t e o s h h , h n f lds hi arms

Cross wise and ma es his mind u to be mee k p k . And never once does he detach his eve From those ranged there to slay him or to save ’ But does his est man s- service for h mself b i , — Des te what tw tches row and ma es li w nce pi , i b k p i , ’ His l m s ate taste of what was ca ed the Cord i b l ll ,

Or Vi i - tortu re more facet ou sl gl i y . Even so they were wont to tease the truth

Out of loth w tness to n tr ﬂ n t me i ( yi g, i i g i ) ’ B torture : t was a tr ck a v ce of the a e y i , i g , [ 1 98 ]

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Was t en defen ants found it to their cost h , d .

How u do after e n torture s oke G i , b i g d, p .

— Man and priest could you comprehend In days when that was rife

’ Yet ver the wor d s or wh ad ed ily l , y go b g

A r nce of s nneteers and utan sts p i o l i , Show color of each vanity in vogue ? Bo rne with decorum due on blameless breast

All that is chan ed now as he te s the c u rt g , ll o How he had played the part excepted at;

Tel s it m re ver now the second t me : l , o o , i

S nce for his cause of scanda his own share i , l, ’ the ﬂi ht fr m h me and hus and of the w fe I g o o b i ,

He has een censured un shed in a sort b , p i

B re e at on ex e we sh u d sa y l g i , il , o l y,

To a sh rt d stance for a itt e t me o i l l i , soo

And the kee silence ear w after w y p , b blo blo ,

S ea n for God ma ha e an aud ence too p ki g , y v i ,

Just t at m lia m ht efen erse f h Po pi ig d d h l .

she lies

In the od hou se that he s the r to die go lp poo ,

om l a tel s the stor o her ife P pi i l y f l .

For fr end and lover — eech and man of law i , l Do service ; busy helpful ministrants

As var ed in the r ca n as the r m nd i i lli g i i ,

Tem er and a e and et from all of these p g y ,

A out the wh te b ed under the arched roof b i ,

Is somehow as it were evo ved a one , , l ,

Sma se arate s m ath es com ned and ar e ll p y p i bi l g ,

Noth n s that were rown s meth n ver much i g , g o i g y

As if the standers ave each his straw by g ,

All he had thou h a tr ﬂe in tse f , g i i l ,

Wh ch a ted all to ether made a Cr ss i , pl i g , o 202 THE RING AND THE BOOK

Fit to die n on and ra n w th looki g p yi g i ,

us as we as if r or d J t ll ivo y gol .

So to the c mm n ind ness she s ea s , o o k li p k , There being scarce more privacy at the last

For m nd than d : but she is used to ear i bo y b ,

h ther And only unused to t e bro ly look.

s n her fe How he endeavored to explai li .

’ Then since a Tr a ensued a t uch 0 the same , i l , o

To s er us ﬂustered w th fr th ta ob , i o y lk,

And teach our c mm n sense its he essness o o lpl .

For wh dea s m w th d n n - rod y l i ply i ivi i g ,

Scra e where we fanc secret s urces ﬂow p y o ,

And n re law the rec n ed machine ig o , og iz , Elaborate display of pipe and wheel

Framed to unch e um u and ur a ace ok , p p p po p Truth till a ﬂowery foam shall wash the world? — The atent truth- extract n r cess ha p i g p o ,

Let us ma e that ra e m ster turn one whee k g v y y l, Give you a single grind of law at least !

One rat r of two on e ther s de o o , i i , Shall teach us the puissance of the tongue ’ That is the en wh ch s mu ated t n ue , o p i i l o g On paper and saved all except the sound ’ Wh ch never was Law s s eech es de lavf s th u ht ? i . p b i o g

That were too stunn n too mmense an dds i g, i o

a o nt f nta law ets n ass Th t p i o va ge l obly p . One lawyer shall admit us to behold

The manner of the ma n out a case ki g , 203 i st faahron of a s ee h the chick in Fir p c ; g ,

ow acinto of the Arcan e H Don Gi g li,

a e Procnrator of the r at Rome C ll d Poo ,

The oll learned man of middle a e j y g ,

Cheek and owl all in la s with fat and law j p ,

M rthfu as m t et as reat earts use i l igh y, y , g h ,

Still captive in those dear domestic tics l

h iwnh p ,

To u et show its Gu do in d hands q i , i goo ,

Also as if such urdens were too i ht , b l g ,

A certa n fam - feast to c a m his care i ily l i ,

The birthday - banquet for the only son Paternity at smiling strife with law

How he brings both to b uckle in one b ond ;

And thic at throat w th water sh unde r- e e , k , i i y , Turns to his task and settles in his seat And p uts his utmost means in practice now

Wheezes out law- hrase whiﬂles Lat n forth p , i ,

And ust as thou h r ast am wou d never be , j g o l b l , Makes logic levigate the big crime small

Ru s a m on alm ra es foot w th tch f t b p l p , k i i y oo , 204

’ Ah b ut ou m ss the er t nes the ce , y i v y o o voi ,

The scranne i e that screams in he hts of he l p p ig ad,

As in his m dest stud all a ne , o io , lo ,

The ta w ht stands a- t t e str es and stra ns ll ig ip o , iv i ,

Both e es shut e the coc ere that w u d cr w y , lik k l o l o , ’ Tries to his own self amorously o er What never will be uttered else than so ’ Since to the f ur wa s F rum and Mars H l o ll , o i l,

S eaks out the es wh ch enned turns r se p po y i , p , p o .

C avec n st de arred his nstrument l i i b i ,

He et thrums sh r n ne ther tu rn nor tr y i ki g i ill,

With desperate ﬁnger on dumb table- edge

The s ere n rondo sha conc ude his Suite ov ig , ll l , [ 2 06 ] ORTRAIT b Ra h el k o as y p a , n wn P “ " The Veiled d in e itti La y. th P Galler n e re en y. S ppos d to rep s t

t e normals Hi: lady of h — . 0ne Word “on , p. 2 17

A c a n oose- skinned lar e- e ned han wt an h ﬁ g l g v i d i h h d,

W at steward b ut n ws w en stewardsh earns its wa e h k o h ip g.

He rea s notes a s the a ers wn at ast d , , l y p p do l ,

Muses t en takes a turn a ut the r m , h bo oo ;

That stauds him in dinrnal stead o es a e ; p p g ,

And at the end lets ﬂow his own thoughts forth

L kew se a ud for res te and re ef i i lo , pi li , Tlll by the dreary relics of the west

lvan throu h the ha f- moon w nd w all his ht g l i o , lig ,

He hows the head wh e the s m ve in ra er il lip o p y ,

IVrites some three r ef nes si ns and seals the same b i li , g ,

T nkles a hand- be l ds the o se u us Sir i l , bi b q io ’ Who puts foot presently o the closet- sill

He watched outs de of ear as su erscr ed i , b p ib That mandate to the Governor forthwith

Then heaves ab road his cares in one ood s h g ig , ’ Tra erses corr dor w th no arm s he v i i lp, 2 08 THE RING AND THE BOOK

And so to su as a c ear c nsc ence sh u d p l o i o l .

he manner of the ud ment of the e T j g Pop .

T en must s ea u d et a sec nd t me h p k G i o y o i , ’ Satan s old saw e n a t here s n for s n b i g p ki ki ,

l m n hath that wil he e for fe A l a a l giv li .

W e fe was ras a e and a na e hil li g p bl g i bl , ’ And rd- e uzzed her w n s r und Gu d s r w bi lik b i g o i o b o , ' Not much truth stiﬂened out the web of words He wove to catch her : when away she ﬂew ’ And deat came death s reath r e ed u the l es h , b iv ll p i ,

eft are the meta thread the ﬁ re ﬁne L b l , b ’ f truth the s nn n : the true w rds sh ne t O as . , i pi i g o o l

How Gu d to an ther ur se u te i o, o p po q i ,

S ea s and des a rs the ast n ht of his ife p k p i , l ig l , In that New Prison by Castle Angelo

At the r d e f t : the same man an ther ce b i g oo , o voi .

On a st ne ench in a c se fet d ce o b lo i ll,

W ere the hot a r of an a n h v po go y,

Struc nt dr s on the c d wa runs d wn k i o op ol ll, o Horrible worms made out of sweat and tears

T ere cr uch we - ni h to the nees in dun e n- straw h o , ll g k g o , ' Lit the s e am suﬂered for the r sa e by ol l p i k ,

Two awe- struc ﬁ ures th s a Card na k g , i i l,

T at an A ate th of old st ed fr h b , bo yl iends ’ 0 the th n art man art m nster in the m dst i g p p o i , ’ So chan ed is Franceschini s ent e l d g g l b oo .

The t er- cat screams now that wh ned ef re ig , i b o ,

T at r ed and tr ed and tr d so n er h p i i o gi g ly, 14 209 So ta e the the r r m stati n at the d r k y i g i o oo ,

T rches lit s u l- and- cr ss- nes- anner s read o , k l o bo b p ,

And that i ant c Chr st With o en arms gg i i p ,

i cd Nor la s there au ht b ut rou nd . ck g that the group

Break forth ntone the amenta e sa m , i l bl p l ,

Out of the dee s Lord have cr ed to thee p , , I i

When nside from the true r found a s n i , p o , ig

Shal ear nte i ence that the foe is f ed l b i ll g oil ,

Count Guido Francesch n has c nfessed i i o ,

An IS a o ve n w d bs l d a d reconciled ith God.

Thcn the nton n ma e n the r march y, i i g, y b gi i , ’ Make the on est wa for the Pe e s S uare by l g y opl q , ’ Carry the criminal to his crime s award [ 2 10 ]

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A mob to c ea e a scaff d n to reach l v , ol i g ,

Two a ws and Manna a cr wn n all g llo i o i g .

How u d made defence a sec nd t me G i o o i .

F na e en as thus ste and ste i lly, v by p p

I led you from the level of to- day

U to the summ t of so n a o p i lo g g ,

Here whence nt ou the w de r s ect r und , I poi y i p o p o

Let me e ste s s e ou ac to sm th , by lik p , lop y b k oo ,

Land ou on m ther- earth no wh t the w rse y o , i o , ’ ’ To feed 0 the fat 0 the furr w : free to dwel o l, ’ Taste our time s better things profusely spread

For all who e the e e c rn and w ne lov l v l, o i ,

uch tt e and the man - f d d ﬂ M ca l y ol e eece .

Shal not m fr ends o feast a a n on sward l y i g g i , Tho ugh cognizant of country in the clouds ’ Higher than wistful eagle s horny eye ’ E er unc sed for mid ancestra cra s v lo , l g ,

When m rn n r e and S r n was ac nce m re o i g b ok p i g b k o o ,

And he d ed hea en sa e his heart u nreached i , v , v by ,

Yet hea en m fanc fts to adder- e v y y li , l lik ,

As ac reached h en of his eansta - run s J k , olp b lk g

A novel country I might make it mine By choosing which one aspect of the year

Su ted m d est and utt n s e that i oo b , p i g ol ly

On ane s mewhere in the H use of Fame p l o o ,

andsca n what sa ed not what saw L pi g I v , I

Might ﬁx you whether frost in goblin- time 2 1 1 W t e See hich m h h min clc.

Wh c i h ,

’ Slu ftml a hair s - readth sho ts y ou dar for r b o k b ight,

' S ullusc s b ri ht w th dar and hames so g i k,

Your sente nce a so ute for sh ne or shade b l i .

Once act s uch or s white st ed ac sti m b , yl , bl k g atized,

A- rollln see them once on the ther s de g, o i Y o ur good me n and your b ad men every one

From ( l unio Francesch n to Gu Faux i i y ,

Oft would o u rub our e es and chan e ur n y y y g yo ames.

S uch British Pu c e who l e me not , bli , y ik , Go ( d ove ou whom et ha e a red fo l y I y v l bo r, ) I e rc h ance more careful whoso runs may read 2 12

THE RING AND THE BOOK

T an erst w en all it seeme c u d rea who ran h h , d, o l d , Perchance more careless whoso reads may praise Than late when he who praised and read and wrote

Was a t to ﬁnd h mse f the se fsame me p i l l ,

Such a r had such ssue so wr u ht l bo i , I o g

T is are furtherance of such a h , by lloy,

And so one s rt ta e awa its trace , by pi , k y

Ti ust a den r unds m r n . ll, j iﬁ bly gol , o y i g

A r n w th ut a s and that rin m ne i g i o po y, g i

‘ r c e alf an e and alf rd O ly i Lov , h g l h bi

And all a w nder and a w d des re o il i ,

B dest of earts that e er ra ed the sun ol h v b v ,

T sanctuar w th n he h er ue ook y i i t oli bl ,

And san a ndred s u out to his face g ki o l ,

Yet human at the red- ripe of the heart When the ﬁrst summons fromthe darkling earth

Reached thee am d th c am ers anched the r ue i y h b , bl i bl ,

And bated t em of the r to dr d wn h glo y op o , ' To to for man to suﬂer or to die il , , This is the same voice can thy soul know change ?

Ha then and hear en fr m the realms of he ! il , k o lp

Ne er ma c mmence m s n m due v y I o y o g, y

To God who est tau ht s n ft of thee b g o g by gi , Except with bent head and beseeching hand

T at sti des te the d stance and the dar h ll, pi i k,

W at was a a n ma be s me nterchan e h , g i y o i g

Of race s me s end r nce th er t u t g , o pl o o y v y ho gh , 2 13

ONE WORD M ORE

To E B B . . .

e t 1855 London, S p ember, .

HERE the are m fift men and w men y , y y o Naming me the fifty poems finished !

t em e the and me t et er h , Lov , book og h

Where the heart es let the ra n lie a s li , b i l o .

Rafae made a centur of s nnets l y o , Made and wrote them in a certain volume

Dinted with the silver- pointed pencil Else he only used to draw Madonnas

T ese the w r d mi ht ew but one the ume h , o l g vi , vol .

Who that one ou ask Y r heart nstructs ou. , y ou i y Did she live and love it all her lifetime ?

Did she dr his ad of the s nnets op, l y o ,

Die and let it dr es de her w , op b i pillo ’ Where it la in ace of Rafae s r y pl l glo y,

Originally appended to the collection of ﬁfty poems called Men and ” men Wo . [ 2 17 ] ’ Gu d Ren ke his own e e s a le i o i, li y pp

Guarded on the treasure- o and ed i l g b ok lov t.

Guido Ren d n all Bo o na i yi g, l g

Cr ed and the wor d cr ed too urs the tr ! i , l i , O , easure

Sudde e th n s w it an s n as rar hed. ly, i g ill, v i

Dante once prepared to paint an angel

Whom to ease ? You wh s er Beatr ce pl i p i .

Wh e he mused and traced it and retraced it il , (Peradventu re with a pen corroded

St dro s of that hot ink he d ed for ill by p ipp , ’ ’ When his eft- hand in the ha r 0 the wicked , l i , 2 18

ONE WORD MORE

ac he e th r w and r c e its st ma B k h ld e b o p i k d ig , ’ Bit nt the e man s es for arc ment i o liv ﬂ h p h ,

o sed him au hed to see the wr t n ran e L o , l g i i g kl , Let the wretch go festering through Florence)

Dante who ed we ecause he ated , lov ll b h ,

Hated w c edness that h nders n i k i lovi g,

Dante stand n stud n his an e i g, yi g g l,

In there r e e f of his ern b ok th olk Inf o . Says he Certain people of importance (Such he gave his daily dreadful line to)

Entered and w u d se e f rs t the et o l iz , o oo h, po .

Sa s the et T en st ed m a n y po h I opp y p i ting .

You and w u d rather see that an e I o l g l,

a nted the tenderness of Dante P i by ,

W u d we not? than read a fres nfern o l h I o .

VII

You and w ne er see that cture I ill v pi .

Wh e he mused on e and Beatr ce il lov i , ’ Wh e he s ftened o er his ut ned an e il o o li g l,

In the r e t se e e of m rtan y b ok , ho p opl i po ce

We and ce ear the ss for e er Bi b lo v .

VIII

’ ’ of Rafae s s nnets ante s cture l o , D pi ?

no artist es and es that n s no liv lov , lo g t

and n nce and for one n o ly o , o ly, 2 19 ’ ot t s one time art that s tnrned his nature. N , hi ,

Does he a nt ? he fain would write a oe p i p m,

’ Put to ro f art a en to the art st s p o li i ,

So to be the man and leave the artist,

E en he the m nute ma es mm rta v , i k i o l,

Pro es erchance b ut morta in the m nute v , p , l i ,

Dese r tes e e the deed n do n c a i . , b lik , i g

Wh e he sm tes how can he b ut remem er il i , b ,

So he sm te efore in such a er o b , p il, When they stood and mocked Shall smiting help us When they drank and sneered A stroke is easy !

When the w ed the r m u ths and went the r u rne y ip i o i jo y,

Throw n im for than s But drou ht was e s nt i g h k g pl a a . Thus old memories mar the actual tri umph ; Thus the doing savo rs of disrelish ; Thus achievement lacks a gracious somewhat; [ 2 2 0 ]

m attainmen So it seems : I stand on y t.

An e fmfrom all t e hei hts ou r own Love ! th gi h g , y ,

’

S ade so ne t uc e e s sense must se ze it. h ﬁ ly o h d, lov i

Lines rite the ﬁrst time and the last time.

’ ’ He who ows thro ronze mav reathe thr s ver bl b , b o il ,

a n Fitly seren de a slumbrous pri cess.

wr s ma wr for n e a o He who te te c s d . i , y i o I

XIV

Lo e ou saw me ather men and w men v , y g o ,

L e or dead or fash oned m f nc iv i by y a y,

Enter each and all and use the r ser ce , i vi ,

S eak from ever mouth the s ee h a m c e . p y , p , po

Hardl shal te m o s and sorrows y l I ll y j y ,

Ho es and fears e ef and d s e e n p , b li i b li vi g ’ am m ne and ours the rest b e all men s I i y , 2 2 2 ONE WORD MORE

le n r ert and the ft . Karshish, C o , No b ﬁ y

t me s ea t s nce in m true ers n Le p k hi o y p o ,

Not as R and or Andrea Lippo, ol , Though the fruit of speech he just this sentence

ra ou on these m men and w men P y y , look y o , Take and keep my ﬁfty poems ﬁnished ;

W ere m heart es let m ra n lie a s ! h y li , y b i l o

w for all t n the s eec be ho s ea s. Poor p h ; I p k, hi g

’ Not but that ou n w me ! the m n s se f! y k o Lo, oo l

Here in nd n nder ate in F rence Lo o , yo l lo ,

St we ﬁnd her fac e the thr ce- t nsﬁ d ra ure . ill , i g

urv n on a sk m rued w th c r C i g y i b i olo ,

r fted er F es e tw ht D i ov i ol by ilig , ’ Game she our new crescent of a ha r s- rea , i b dth .

Fu she ared it am n Samminiato ll ﬂ , l pi g , ’ R under tw t the c resses and r un er o ix yp o d ,

erfect t the n ht n a es a auded P ill ig i g l ppl .

Now a ece of her old se f m er shed , pi l , i pov i ,

Hard to reet she tra erses the houseroofs g , v ,

Hurr es w t unhan s me thr ft of s er i i h d o i ilv ,

G es d s r ted ad to ﬁn s o i pi i ly, gl i h .

XVI

’ W at t ere s n t n in the - h , h o hi g moon note worthy

Na : for if that m n c u d e a m rta y oo o l lov o l,

Use to c arm him so to ﬁt , h ( a fancy) 22 3 l All hcr ma ic tis the old sweet t oa g C my h ) ,

Sho would turn a ncw side to her moml,

Blank t Zo a - o ro stcr on his terrsce,

Dumb to Homer — , dumb to Keats him, even !

Think, the wonder of the moonstmck mortal

Opens out anew for worse or bettcr ! Proves she likc somc portent of an iceberg

Swmm n fu l u on the s it founders i i g l p hip ,

Like the bodied heaven in his cleamess

Sh ne the st ne the sa h re of that a ed w r o o , pp i p v o k , When they ate and drank and saw God also

XVII

w seen N ne n ws n ne e er sha w W at ere . h o k o , o v ll kno

n th s is sure the s ht were ther O ly i ig o , ’ No the m n s same s de rn ate in F rence t oo i , bo l lo ,

w m er shed here in nd n Dying no i pov i Lo o .

d e than ed the meanest of his creatures Go b k ,

asts two s u - s des one to face the w r d w th Bo o l i , o l i , One to show a woman when he loves her ! 22 4

ONE WORD MORE

XVIII

T s sa of me but thin of ou e ! hi I y , k y , Lov — This to you yourself my moon of poets ! ’ ’ ’ Ah but t at s the w r d s s de there s the w n er , h o l i , o d ,

us t e see ou ra se ou th n the n w Th h y y , p i y , i k y k o you !

in turn stand w th them and ra T ere se ou. h , I i p i y

wn se f dare to h ut of m o rase it. O y l , I p

But the est is when l de fr m out them b I g i o ,

ross a ste or two of du us tw ht C p bio ilig ,

me out on the ther s de the n e Co o i , ov l

Si ent s er l hts and dar s undreamed of l ilv ig k ,

W ere hush and ess m se f w t s ence h I bl y l i h il .

Oh t e r Rafae of the dear Ma nna8 , h i l do ,

t eir Dante of the dread nfern Oh, h I o, — Wr te one s n and in m ra n s n i o o g y b i I i g t,

rew one an e - m e see on m D g l bo , , y bosom !

I n d e x

NGELICO Fra da iesole 36 1 14 ima ue 34 35 discovers iotto 35. A , ( F ) , , , C b , , ; G ,

129 . irc li Th C o , e, 71 . l f Uﬂizi aller 1 Apo lo, tatue o , y, 09 . osimo ater atrice 121 123 his S G C P P , , ; re z o Province of to town of A , , ; , alace al ce of the edici 129 . z p (P a M ) ,

181 182 183 192 . - r tal alace Lond n 9 . , , , C ys P , o , 88 0

rno four rid es over 24. A , b g ,

ANTE 44 45 218 219 225 ust ’ D , , , , , ; b Baocro Bandinelli s statue of Gio

on ate of San allo 60. g G , vanni della Bands Nere iaz a , P z ’ te s ne 4 4 101 1 1 . Dan sto , 4 , 5, , 6 of San Lorenzo, 164. D in i Le n r o 108 14 . a c , o a d , , 6 n tti lesso Madonna and V Baldovi e , A , ell l i 108 D o De l , . Saints Uﬂiz i aller 1 14. , G y , uomo ala o del 72 1 17 . D , P zz , , h rot ers 54. Bandiera. t e , b h in lex ander The Uﬁizi alle Dy gA , , G rv, Bar ello c a el 45. g h p , 109 .

4 2 18. Beatrix , 5, ’ Bellos uardo site of alileo s villa g , G , ’ ERDINAND I. de edici E uestrian F M , q 64. ’ statue of ia a dell nnun iata , P zz A z , omenico 1 14. Bigordi, D , 1 149, 150. 57 . f Trinit 167 . Bridge o Santa a, ie le 62 13 1 38 ’ F so , , 7, , 223 . Brunelleschi s c u r n Loren o c , Sa h h z Filica a incen a da 23 j, V z , . 44.

ranci I. f ran n f An F s o F ce, patro o Buonarroti ic elan elo 43 62 (M h g ) , , , drea del arto 142 144 1 45. S , , , 115.

’ AMPANILE of iotto 25 105 1 1 1 ALILEO S Tower 224 . C G , , , , G ,

117 . allo ate 60. G g ,

Carlo olci 1 15. ari aldi eat of wife and c ild D , G b , D h h

armine Carmelita cloister of the of 91 92 . C , , , , rti Loren o 1 13 126 130. i e . , Gh b , z ,

asa uidi 22 39 68 77 79 82 irlanda o omenico Bi ordi 1 13. C G , , , , , , , Gh j(D g ) ,

94 167 . iotto 24 36 45 58 106 1 1 1 1 17 , G , , , , , , , ;

Cascine The 99 ia za in the 99 . Last u er 115 Saints in a el , , ; p z , S pp , ; , Ch p

astellani 163. of the edici Santa roce 127 . C , M , C , ’ Cellini s erseus 43. lad Bor o Bor o lle ri 34 . P , G g ( g A g ) ,

arles l ert 92 . Gualbert Sr. ltar of iesole 63. Ch A b , , , A , F , ’ arles of n ou sees imab ue s Guerazzi 72 75 76 . Ch A j , C , , ,

ir i n 1 3 . n a d ild 34 . uidi 0 V g Ch , G ,

C iusi rovince Siena 168 uido Reni 218. h , p , , G , [ 229 ] S irito San C urc of 1 16 . p , h h ,

Santa roce c urc 44. - , 107 141 1 1 1 1 6 . C h h , , 43. 41, ’ Santa aria Novella urc of it! ic ela n elo s Tom of the edic i M , Ch h , M h g b M , Sarto ndrea del 1 37 - 116 : 111 2 5; ust of Brutus 43 87 snow , A , b , , ; douna itti aller 139 143 , P , , status for Pietr 26 27 . G y o, , f co o ortrait of Leo X . py p , onac o Lo . M , renzo 1 14, 1 29 , avonarola 3 1 32 v dom of. on S , , ; mart r t t. e r . S M G hard. 1 16

150. orello 1 16 1 144 . M , , 40, Siena cat edral Tom s of Bor “ h , b g

Nic cm o and o e Joan in 81 . f ate 60 . P p g , , Siena rovince of 40 Nio e rou of Uﬂizi Gallerv 109 , P , . b , G p , Novara Stefano 108. , 80, 92. ,

Stro i alace of the 167 . zz , P , Oc mssa ' s n , 1 16 . !3 Orca na Or a na the rot ers Tannno addi urc of San g ( g g ) , b h , G , Ch h re o f aria Novella 1 14 sc o Inferno b 34 1 16 . . F y , , M , T eseus Statue of Uﬂizi Caller! “ h , , ar a l P na, il a, 1 53 . V 109 . P ' etrarch s bust on gate of San Ni cc olb 0 u s . , 6 . Vanw aao a, 63 i a za f - o the rand duke 31. asari Geor e 108 140. P z G , V , g , , ie n za 40 , r e 26 150. P ‘ Via La g , , [ 230 ]