The Most Illustrious Ladies of the Italian RenaissanceHarper & Brothers, 1904 - 367 strani |
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The Most Illustrious Ladies of the Italian Renaissance Marian Andrews,Christopher Hare Celotni ogled - 1905 |
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Alfonso ambassador amongst Baldassare Castiglione Beatrice d'Este beautiful betrothed Bianca Maria Sforza birth born bride brocade brother Cæsar Borgia Cardinal Castello Castiglione Catarina Sforza Caterina Cornaro charm chronicler church Clarice Cornaro Court courtier Cyprus dancing daughter death delight dress ducats Duchess of Urbino duchy Duke of Ferrara Duke of Milan Elisabetta Gonzaga Emperor Ercole father favourite Federico Ferrante Florence Forli France Francesco French friends Gian Galeazzo Giovanna girl Girolamo gold Guidobaldo honour husband Il Cortigiano Isabella d'Este Italian Italy journey King lady later learning Leonora letter lived Lodovico Lodovico Sforza Lorenzo dei Medici Lucrezia Borgia Madonna magnificent Mantua Marchesa marriage married Maximilian mother murder Naples never noble Orsini painted palace Pavia peace Pescara Piero Pope prince princess Queen received Renaissance Renée rode Rome seems sent Signor sister soul splendid took velvet Venetian Venice Vittoria Colonna wedding wife woman writes wrote young
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Stran 319 - I call therefore a complete and generous education that which fits a man to perform justly, skillfully, and magnanimously all the offices both private and public of peace and war.
Stran 301 - When my rude hammer to the stubborn stone Gives human shape, now that, now this, at will, Following his hand who wields and guides it still, It moves upon another's feet alone: But that which dwells in heaven, the world doth fill With beauty by pure motions of its own; And since tools fashion tools which else were none, Its life makes all that lives with living skill. Now, for that every stroke excels the more The higher at the forge it doth ascend, Her soul that fashioned mine hath sought the skies:...
Stran 122 - Prince your father and of the illustrious house of Sforza. And if any of the...
Stran 301 - When she who was the source of all my sighs, Fled from the world, herself, my straining sight, Nature who gave us that unique delight, Was sunk in shame, and we had weeping eyes. Yet shall not vauntful Death enjoy this prize, This sun of suns which then he veiled in night; For Love hath triumphed, lifting up her light On earth and mid the saints in Paradise. What though remorseless and impiteous doom Deemed that the music of her deeds would die, And that her splendour would be sunk in gloom, The...
Stran 296 - When I possess them, not indeed because I shall have them in my house, but for that I myself shall dwell in them, the place will seem to encircle me with Paradise. For which felicity I shall remain ever more obliged to your ladyship than I am already, if that is possible. "The bearer of this letter will be Urbino, who lives in my service. Your ladyship may inform him when you would like me to come and see the head you promised to show me.
Stran 220 - Night came, Pulci would set the table in a roar With his wild lay — there where the Sun de.
Stran 301 - He, for his part, loved her so that I remember to have heard him say that he regretted nothing except that, when he went to visit her upon the moment of her passage from this life, he did not kiss her forehead or her face, as he did kiss her hand. Her death was the cause that oftentimes he dwelt astonied, thinking of it, even as a man bereft of sense.
Stran 284 - Anzi di ricovrarla hor mi par tardo. [Thou knowest, Love, I never sought to flee From thy sweet prison, nor impatient threw Thy dear yoke from my neck ; never withdrew What, that first day, my soul bestowed on thee. Time hath not changed love's ancient surety ; The knot is still as firm ; and though there grew Moment by moment fruit bitter as rue, Yet the fair tree remains as dear to me. And thou hast seen how that keen shaft of thine, 'Gainst which the might of Death himself is vain, Smote on one...
Stran 218 - ... tufted irregularly with ilex and olive : a scene not sublime, for its forms are subdued and low ; not desolate, for its valleys are full of sown fields and tended pastures ; not rich nor lovely, but sunburnt and sorrowful ; becoming wilder every instant as the road winds into its recesses, ascending still...
Stran 323 - O fortunato, che si chiara tromba Trovasti, e chi di te sì alto scrisse!