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Updated: May 10, 2025
Of this Supper-Party, I know by face four of the guests: Maupertuis, Voltaire, Algarotti, Keyserling; Rasfeld, Rambonet can sit as simulacra or mute accompaniment. Voltaire arrived on Sunday evening; stayed till Wednesday.
Locke's book upon education; the print of Carlo Maratti, which I mentioned to you some time ago; and two letters of recommendation, one to Monsieur Andrie and the other to Comte Algarotti, at Berlin.
In short, make yourself well there, without making yourself ill SOMEWHERE ELSE. Make compliments from me to Algarotti, and converse with him in Italian. I go next week to the Bath, for a deafness, which I have been plagued with these four or five months; and which I am assured that pumping my head will remove.
She was still profoundly sad, but no longer hopeless. Her vanity, her rare beauty, in whose magic power she still believed, whispered golden words of comfort, of encouragement; she was now convinced that the king could not give her up. "He spurned me yesterday, to- day he will implore me to forgive him." She was not surprised when her servant announced Duke Algarotti and General Rothenberg.
If any man ever acted with his eyes wide open, it was Frederick when he invited Voltaire to Berlin. Yet, though that much is clear, the letter to Algarotti betrays, in more than one direction, a very singular state of mind.
"Algarotti, one of the first BEAUX-ESPRITS of this age," as Wilhelmina defines him, Friend Algarotti, the young Venetian gentleman of elegance, in dusky skin, in very white linen and frills, with his fervid black eyes, "does the expenses of the conversation."
This evening in the theatre give some public evidence, give the Berliners something to talk about: then then " said she, softly, "the rest will come in time." Duke Algarotti and General Rothenberg returned to the castle much comforted by their interview with Barbarina.
Thanks to that wandering Baltimore for picking up such a jewel and carrying him Northward! Algarotti himself likes the North: here in our hardy climates, especially at Berlin, and were his loved Friedrich NOT a King, Algarotti could be very happy in the liberty allowed.
During our journey back to Venice Charles spoke of nothing but of his happiness. He had decidedly fallen in love. "I will call to-morrow morning upon Count Algarotti," he said to me, "and you may write to the priest to come with all the necessary documents to make the contract of marriage which I long to sign."
D'Argens was in France, with his young wife, Barbe Cochois; Voltaire, after a succession of difficulties and quarrels, had departed forever; General Rothenberg had also departed to a land from which no one returns he was dead! My lord marshal had returned to Scotland, Algarotti to Italy, and Bastiani still held his office in Breslau.
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