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The very perfection of this kind of work is Benedetto da Maiano's bust of Pietro Mellini in the Bargello at Florence.
Ah, how glad he was now that his father had let him draw from the time he was two years old, and that of late Messer Benedetto had shown him something of the mysteries of painting on biscuit and producing the metallic lustre which was the especial glory of the pottery of the duchy!
The new establishment was supported by all who wished the continued subjugation of those who, under the name of the Guelphic party, had practiced such excessive violence against the citizens. And as among others, thus disposed, were Giorgio Scali, Benedetto Alberti, Salvestro di Medici, and Tommaso Strozzi, these four almost became princes of the city.
Let them do these things rather than shut themselves up in the episcopal palaces, like princes of the Orient, as so many now do. And give them all the authority which is compatible with that of Peter. "May I continue, Your Holiness?" The Pope, who while Benedetto had been speaking had kept his eyes fixed on his face, now bowed his head slightly, in answer.
"You know," Benedetto continued, no longer smiling, "that first you will have " "I understand what you mean," the Professor interrupted him. "Come in peace, dear friend. I am not a believer, as you are, but I wish I were; and I will throw my doors open respectfully to all whom you may wish me to see. Meanwhile shall we not take this with us?"
"That can be managed," replied the Italian. The next day I was in my studio in company with several young painters and sculptors when Benedetto came in accompanied by a woman of rare beauty, whom I need not describe, for you have seen her, madame, at my house. A joyous hurrah greeted the Italian, who said to me, "Ecco la Pandora! Hey! what do you think of her?"
"Then come into my office, Monsieur what is your name now?" "Gratillet, Monsieur Beauchamp," said the young man, following him into the office. After he had taken a chair proffered him he laughed to himself and in a tone of importance said: "If I am not mistaken, you interest yourself for Benedetto?" "A little, Monsieur Gratillet." "When you have heard my report, you will do so more.
Through certain peculiar events Benedetto turned his attention to Bartolomeo and caused a strict watch to be kept upon him, and when on the evening of the 15th of March he saw him vanish from the Casino he realized all. Night was already far advanced when he reached the damp subterranean cell of Bartolomeo and rattled the rusty hooks that held the bolts.
He approached the high altar and knelt down, while she remained near the door. The sacristan, who was dozing, seated on the steps of an altar, heard them enter, and, rising, went towards Benedetto.
True, but the Abbot had said never to return, Don Clemente's eyes were full of tears, but he still smiled. "You are glad?" said Benedetto, almost plaintively, Oh, glad! How could the master explain what he felt?
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