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Title: Florence in poetry, history and art
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Ryan, Sara Agnes
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Publisher: Chicago, Mayer and Miller Co.
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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and the other for his grandson,Lorenzo, the Duke of Urbino. Guarding the tombs and beneath the statuesare the recumbent figures of Night and Day,and Twilight and Dawn, which have arousedencomiums since their creation. Nor then forget that chamber of the Dead, Where the gigantic shapes of Night and Day, Turned into stone, rest everlastingly, Yet still are breathing, and shed round at noon A two-fold influence—only to be felt— A light, a darkness, mingled each with each, Both and yet neither. There, from age to age, Two ghosts are sitting on their sepulchres. That is the Duke Lorenzo. Mark him well, He meditates, his head upon his hand; WTiat from beneath his helm-like bonnet scowls? Is it a face, or but an eyeless skull? —Rogers. When the poet Strozzi, who was a friend ofAngelos, wrote this about the figure of Nighton the monument: La Notte che tu vedi in si dolci attiDormiri, fu da un Angelo scolpitaIn questo sasso, e perche dorme, ha vita;Destala se nol credi, e parleratti. 168
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Tomb of Giuliano de Medici Michael Angela Michael Angelo. By many translated: 1 The night that here reposing, thou dost see,An Angel from the stone hath new created.She sleeps, but lifes flame is animated,What! dost thou doubt I Wake her, she 11 speakto thee! Night in so sweet an attitude beheldAsleep, was by an angel sculpturedIn this stone; and, sleeping, is alive;Waken her, doubter, she will speak to thee. Carved by an Angel, in this marble whiteSweetly reposing, lo, the Goddess Night,Calmly she sleeps, and so must living be;Awake her gently; she will speak to thee. —J. A. Wright. Michael replied, referring to the tyranny bywhich the Medici then oppressed Florence: Grato m e il sonno, e piu esser di sassoMentre che il danno e la vergogna dura;Non veder, non sentir, m e gran ventura;Pero non mi destar, cleh! parla basso! 1 Sweet tis to sleep; and sweeter to be stoneIn days which shame and vilest wrongs de-prave ;Neither to see nor hear is all I crave,Therefore speak low, and let m

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