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Meeting Villani by the way, he pressed the youth's hand affectionately. "You have saved Rome and me from great peril," said he; "the saints reward you!" Without tarrying for Villani's answer, he hurried on. Nina, anxious and perturbed, awaited him in their chamber. "Not a-bed yet?" said he: "fie, Nina, even thy beauty will not stand these vigils." "I could not rest till I had seen thee.
The Knight interrupted him with cordial frankness "Thou needest not I remember it. Dost thou now require my friendship?" "I do noble Signor!" answered Angelo; "I know not where else to seek a patron." "Canst thou read and write? I fear me not." "I have been taught those arts," replied Villani. "It is well. Is thy birth gentle?" "It is." "Better still; thy name?" "Angelo Villani."
"Hear him not! hear him not! his false tongue can charm away our senses!" cried a voice louder than his own; and Rienzi recognised Cecco del Vecchio. "Hear him not! down with the tyrant!" cried a more shrill and youthful tone; and by the side of the artisan stood Angelo Villani.
From Giovanni Villani we learn what taxes were levied by the Wool-Guild, and set apart in 1331 for the completion of the building. They were raised upon all goods bought or sold within the city in two separate rates, the net produce amounting in the first year to 2,000 lire.
Rome might now at length consider herself free, and not a foe seemed left to menace the repose of Rienzi. The Court dissolved. The Senator, elated and joyous, repaired towards his private apartments, previous to the banquet given to the Ambassadors. Villani met him with his wonted sombre aspect. "No sadness today, my Angelo," said the Senator, gaily; "Palestrina is ours!"
"Fair sir page," replied the soldier, good-humouredly, as he made way for Angelo Villani, "thou wilt not always find that way in the world is won by commanding the strong. When thou art older thou wilt beard the weak, and the strong thou wilt wheedle." The soldier looked at him approvingly; and as he looked he sighed, and his lips worked with some strange emotion.
"I will not!" "Beware! Think again!" "You have my answer. Never, while life remains, will I give another reply!" Villani bent over her and whispered a word; with a wild, agonized shriek she sprang to her feet and gazed wildly into his face and in feeble, broken accents, exclaimed: "O no, no, not that-it would kill me, Villani, Villani! You are not in earnest?"
In the Court of the Capitol, and by the Staircase of the Lion, was already heard the noise of the workmen, and looking back, Villani beheld the scaffold, hung with black sleeping cloudlike in the grey light of dawn at the same time, the bell of the Capitol tolled heavily. A pang shot athwart him.
The national gift of eloquence was not wanting to the Italians of the Middle Ages, and a so-called 'rhetoric' belonged from the first to the seven liberal arts; but so far as the revival of the ancient methods is concerned, this merit must be ascribed, according to Filippo Villani, to the Florentine Bruno Casini, who died of the plague in 1348.
In 1010, for instance, Villani tells us that "the Florentines, perceiving that their city of Florence had no power to rise much while they had overhead so strong a fortress as the city of Fiesole, one night secretly and subtly set an ambush of armed men in divers parts of Fiesole.
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