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Thomas Wentworth Higginson, Oldport days, with ten heliotype illustrations from views taken in Newport, R. I., expressly for this work. 50 0 Browse Search
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Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2 6 0 Browse Search
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Edward L. Pierce, Memoir and letters of Charles Sumner: volume 2, Chapter 20: Italy.—May to September, 1839.—Age, 28. (search)
ive or six in the afternoon, when he sallied out for dinner or a walk. With such devotion, his progress even exceeded his expectations. He read not only Dante, Petrarch, Tasso, Boccaccio, Macchiavelli, Guicciardini, Alfieri, and Niccolini, but several minor authors, whose neglected works are explored only by the most assiduous smmetta of Boccaccio, &c. Since I left Rome I have continued my studies; have read the Promessi Sposi by Manzoni,—the finest romance I have ever read,—the Rime of Petrarch, Ariosto, all of Macchiavelli—except his tract on the art of war—embracing his Discorsi, his Storia, his comedies; the Storia of Guicciardini, the tragedies and too elaborate. Ariosto is tedious from his great length, and the constant succession of stories but slightly varied: he is a bright and beautiful kaleidoscope. Petrarch is always delicious. I read Dante with great attention, using four different editions, and going over a monstrous mass of notes and annotations. I have astoni