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Identifier: literatureofalln04hawt (find matches)
Title: The literature of all nations and all ages; history, character, and incident
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Hawthorne, Julian, 1846-1934 Young, John Russell, 1840-1899 Lamberton, John Porter, 1839-1917
Subjects: Literature
Publisher: Chicago, Philadelphia (etc.) E. R. Du Mont
Contributing Library: Northeastern University, Snell Library
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e was married at the age of seventeen after shehad refused a duke of Savoy. In 15 n Francisco offered hissword to the Holy League, and during the succeeding longexile of campaigning the young wife and husband corre-sponded in passionate verse and prose. Pescara became oneof Charles V.s bravest captains. He was offered the crown ofNaples if he would join the emperors enemies, but Vittoriakept him from that treason. She was hastening to his sidewhen she learned of his death at Milan from his wounds.Michael Angelo in his sixty-fourth year met this sweet Italianwoman at Rome and became a devoted admirer. He madedrawings for her, wrote sonnets to her and spent hours in hercharming society. She removed to Orvieto in 1541, andafterwards to Viterbo, but the great sculptor continued tovisit her. The young widow meanwhile composed a numberof Rime Spiritual!. Her elegiac and her amatory poemsdo not reveal any great poetic genius; but they gain notefrom her sex and personality.222 COPVHIGHT, 1(00
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J.J. Lefebvre, Pinx VITTORIA COLONNA ITAWAN I^ITKRATUR^. 223 A Branch of thb Vine. Father of heaven! if by Thy mercys graceA living branch I am of that true VineWhich spreads oer all,—and would we did resign Ourselves entire by faith to its embrace!— In me much drooping, lyord, Thine eye will trace,Caused by the shade of these rank leaves of mine,Unless in season due Thou dost refine The humor gross, and quicken its dull pace. So cleanse me, that, abiding eer with Thee,I feed me hourly with the heavenly dew,And with my falling tears refresh the root. Thou saidst, and thou art truth, thoudst with me be;Then willing come, that I may bear much fruit,And worthy of the stock on which it grew. Heavenly Union. Bi^EST union, that in heaven was ordainedIn wondrous manner, to yield peace to man,Which by the spirit divine and mortal frameIs joined with sacred and with love-strong tie!I praise the beauteous work, its author great;Yet fain would see it moved by other hope,By other zeal, before

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