.... Martinetti, with whom, nineteen years ago, I spent the only two evenings I ever passed in Bologna. She is not as beautiful as she was then, when she had recently sat to Gerard as the model for his Corinna improvisating on Cape Misenum; but she is still a fine-looking woman, and has the grace, sweetness, and intelligence of which time can never despoil her, and which have always made her house one of t...