Stories from the Italian Poets: with Lives of the Writers, Volume 2 by Leigh Hunt
page 106 of 371 (28%)
page 106 of 371 (28%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
"Schiera gentil the pur adorna il mondo."[50]
The gentle bevy that adorns the world. He paints cabinet-pictures like Spenser, in isolated stanzas, with a pencil at once solid and light; as in the instance of the charming one that tells the story of Mercury and his net; how he watched the Goddess of Flowers as she issued forth at dawn with her lap full of roses and violets, and so threw the net over her "one day," and "took her;" "un dì lo prese[51]." But he does not confine himself to these gentle pictures. He has many as strong as Michael Angelo, some as intense as Dante. He paints the conquest of America in five words "Veggio da diece cacciar mille."[52] I see thousands Hunted by tens. He compares the noise of a tremendous battle heard in the neighbourhood to the sound of the cataracts of the Nile: "un alto suon ch' a quel s' accorda Con che i vicin' cadendo il Nil assorda."[53] He "scourges" ships at sea with tempests--say rather the "miserable seamen;" while night-time grows blacker and blacker on the "exasperated waters."[54] |
|