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Whether for love of Florence," Varchl leaves It, Saymg . . I saw the man, came up WIth hIm at Venice,
. . I, one wantmg the facts,
. . And no mean labour Or for a pnvy SpIte';) . .
Our Benedetto leaves It,
But ? ? I saw the man Se PZtz';)
rr 0 empta';l For LorenzacclO had thought of stroke m the open But uncertaIn (for the Duke went never unguarded)
. . And would have thrown him from wall
. . Yet feared thiS mIght not end hIm," or lest Alessandro Know not by whom death came, 0 se credesse
. . I f when the foot shpped, when death came upon hun,
. . Lest COUSIn Du1. . e Alessandro thmk he had fallen alone,
. . No fnend to aId hIm m fallmg"
Cazna attende
The lake of Ice there below me
And all of thIS, runs Varchl, dre~med out beforehand In Perugla, caught In the star-maze by Del Carmme, Cast on a natal paper, set WIth an exegesIS, told,
All told to Alessandro, told thnce over,
Who held hIS death for a doom
In abulela But Don Lorenzmo
Whether for love of Florence but
. . 0 se morose, credesse caduto da se "
l;l-ya. , (fl,,),a
SchIaVOnI, caught on the wood-barge,
GIves out the afterbIrth, GIOVannI BorgIa,
TraIls out no more at nights, where Barabello
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? Prods the Pope's elephant, and gets no crown, where MozarelJo Takes the Calabnan roadway, and for endmg
Is smothered beneath a mule,
a poet's endmg,
Down a stale well-hole, oh a poet's endmg "Sanazarro
. . Alone out of all the court was faIthful to hIm"
For the gOSSIp of Naples' trouble drIfts to North,
Fracastor (lIghtnmg was mtdw1fe) Cotta, and Ser D'Alv1ano, AI poco glorno ed al gran cerchlo d'ombra,
Talk the talks out With NaVlghero,
Burner of yearly Martlals,
(The slavelet IS mourned m vam)
And the next comer says to Were nme wounds,
. . Four men, whIte horse Held on the saddle before hIm " Hooves clmk and shck on the cobbles
SchIaVOnI cloak . . Smk the damn thmg' . .
Splash wakes that chap on the wood-barge
TIber catchtng the nap, the moonlIt velvet,
A wet cat gleamIng 1n patches
cc Se pIa," VarchI, cc 0 empla, ma rtsoluto
cc E ternbtle dehberazlone "
Both saymgs run m the wmd.
Ma se mortsse'
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WHAT you have done, Odysseus,
We know what you have done
And that Gu:tllaume sold out hIs ground rents
(Seventh of POltlers, NInth of AqultaIn) to Tant las fotel com aUZIrets
c. Cen e quatre vIngt et velt vetz "
The stone IS ahve In my hand, the crops wxll be thIck In my death-year
T:tll LOUIS IS wed wIth Eleanor
And had (He, Guxllaume) a son that had to wIfe The Duchess of Normandla whose daughter
Was wIfe to KIng Henry e maire del reI Jove
Went over sea t:tll day's end (he, LOUIS, Wlth Eleanor) ComIng at last to Acre
to Ongla, oncle " salth Arnaut
Her uncle commanded In Acre,
That had known hel In gIrlhood (Theseus, son of Aegeus)
And he, LOUIS, was not at ease In that town, And was not at ease by Jordan
As she rode out to the palm-grove
Her scarf In Saladln's C1mler
DIvorced her 10 that year, he LOUIS, dlvorclng thus Aqultalne
And that year Plantagenet marrxed her (that had dodged past 17 swtors)
Et quand 10 reIS LOIS 10 entendlt mout er fasche
N auphal, VeXls, Harry Joven
In pledge for all hIS hfe and Me of all hIS heIrs Shall have GISOrs, and Vexls, Neufchastel
But If no ISSue GISOrs shall revert
? . . Need not wed Ahx m the name
Tuntty holy mdlvlslble RIchard our brother Need not wed Allx once hIs father's ward and But whomso he choose for Ahx, etc
Eleanor, domna Jauzionda, mother of RIchard,
Turnmg on thtrty years (wd have been yeals before tht:. ) By nver-marsh, by gallened church-porch,
Malemorte, Correze, to whom
? ? My Lady of Ventadour . . Is shut by Ebhs 10
cc And wtll not hawk nor hunt
nor get her free 10 the aIr
cc Nor watch fish nse to baIt
c. Nor the glare-Wlllg'd flIes alIght In the creek's edge ? ? Save 10 my absence, Madame
? Que 1a lauzeta mover' . . Send word I ask you to Ebhs
you have seen that maker
. . And finder of songs so far afield as thIS " That he may free her,
who sheds such lIght In the aIr"
E 10 Sordels Sl fo dt Mantovana,
Son of a poor kmght, Sler Escort,
And he delIghted hImself 10 chan~ons
And mIxed WIth the men of the court
And went to the court of RIchard Samt Bontface And was there taken WIth love for hIS WIfe
Cumzza, da Romano That freed her slaves on a Wednesday
Masnatas et servos, witness PICUS de Farmatls
and Don Ehnus and Don Llpus
sons of Farmato de' Farmatl
? CC free of person, free of wIll
cc free to buy, WItness, sell, testate" A manto subtraxlt lpsam
dictum Sordellum concubulsse
(C Wmter and Summer I smg of her glace, As the rose IS faIr, so faIr 15 hel face,
Both Summer and Wmter I SlOg of her, The S'10W makyth me to remember her"
And Calrels was of Sarlat
Theseus from Troezene And they wd have given hIm pOlson
But for the shape of hIS sword-hIlt
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ELEANOR (she spoued In a Bntish clImate) VEAa. v6pos and 'EAE'II"TOALS, and
poor old Homer blmd,
blmd as a bat, Ear, ear for the sea-surge,
rattle of old men's VOiceS And then the phantom Rome,
marble narrow for seats ct 51 pulVlS nullus" saId OVId,
c. Erlt, nullum tamen excute"
Then :file and candles, e II mestiers ecoutes,
Scene for the battle only, but stUl scene,
Pennons and standards y cavals armatz
Not mere succesSIon of strokes, SIghtless narratIon,
And Dante's . . CIOCCO," brand struck m the game Un peu molSl, plancher plus bas que Ie JardIn
. . Contre Ie lambns, fautewl de paIlle,
. . Un Vleux plano, et sous Ie barometre "
The old men's VOICes, beneath the columns of false marble, The modISh and darkIsh walls,
PlScreeter gdrung, and the panelled wood
Suggested, for the leasehold IS
Touched With an lffipreCISlon about three squares, The house too thtck, the palntIngs
a shade too oued
And the great domed head, eon gIl oeem onestt e tard, Moves before me, phantom With weIghted motIon, Grave meessu, dnnkIng the tone of thIngs,
And the old vOice hfts Itself
weavlng an endless sentence
? We also made ghostly VISIts, and the staIr
That knew us, found us agam on the turn of It, Knockmg at empty rooms, seekmg for buned beauty, And the sun-tanned, gracIOus and well-formed fingers LIft no latch of bent bronze, no EmpIre handle
TWIsts for the knocker's fall, no VOIce to answer
A strange conCIerge, m place of the gouty-footed SceptIc agamst all thIS one seeks the hvmg,
Stubborn agamst the fact The wted flowers
Brushed out a seven year SInce, of no effect
Damn the partItIon' Paper, dark brown and stretched, FlImsy and damned part1t1on
lone, dead the long year My hntel, and LlU Ch'e's lmtel
Tlffie blacked out wIth the rubber The Elysee carnes a name on
And the bus behmd me gIves me a date for peg,
Low ce1hng and the Erard and the suver,
These are m tt tlffie" Four cha1rs, the bow-front dresser, The pamer of the desk, cloth top sunk m
. . Beer-bottle on the statue's pedIment'
. . That, Fntz, 1S the era, to-day agamst the past,
tt Contemporary" And the passIOn endures
Agamst the1r actIon, aromas Rooms, agamst chromcles Smaragdos, chrysohthos, De Gama wore stnped pants In Afnca And tt Mountams of the sea gave bIrth to troops",
Le Vieux commode en acaJou beer-bottles of vanous strata,
But tS she dead as Tyro"> In seven years) EMvavs, ~Xaplipos, E'XE7r70hLS
The sea runs m the beach-groove, shakmg the floated pebbles, Eleanor'
The scarlet curtam throws a less scarlet shadow,
? LamplIght 1t BuovIlla, e quel remlr, And all that day
Nlcea moved before me
And the cold grey aIr troubled hel not
For all her naked beauty, bIt not the tropIc skm, And the long slender feet lIt on the curb's marge And her movmg heIght went before me,
We alone havmg bemg And all that day, another day
Thm husks I had known as men, Dry casques of dep1rted locusts
speakmg a shell of speech Propped between chaIrs and table
Words lIke the locust-shells, moved by no mner hemg, A dryness callIng for death,
Another day, between walls of a sham Myceman,
. . Toc" sphmxes, sham-MemphiS columns,
And beneath the Jazz a corte:ll. , a stIffness or stIllness,
Shell of the older house
Brown-yellow wood, and the no colour plaster, Dry professonal talk
now stllhng the III beat mUSlC, House expulsed by thts house
Square even shoulders and the satm skm, Gone cheeks of the dancmg woman,
Scil the old dead dry talk, gassed o u t - It IS ten years gone, makes stIff about her a glass, A petrefactlon of aIr
The old room of the tawdry class asserts Itself, The young men, never'
Only the husk of talk
o VOl che slete m PICCloletta barca,
DIdo choked up With sobs, for her 5lcheus 2. 6
? LIes heavy m my arms, dead we1ght Drownmg, WIth tears, new Eros,
And the hfe goes on, moomng upon bare h1lls, Flame leaps from the hand, the ram 1S hstless, Yet drmks the thlrst from our hps,
sohd as echo,
PaSSlon to breed a form 10 shImmer of ram-blur,
But Eros drowned, drowned, heavy-half dead WIth tears
For dead Slcheus
LIfe to make mock of motIon For the husks, before me, move,
The words rattle shells gIven out by shells The hve man, out of lands and prISons,
shakes the dry pods,
Probes for old WIlls and frIendshIps, and the bIg ! ocust-casques Bend to the tawdry table,
LIft up theIr spoons to mouths, put fOlks m cutlets,
And make sound lIke the sound of VOIces
Lorenzacclo
Bemg more hve than they, more full of flames and VOIces Ma se mor1sse'
Credesse caduto da se, ma se morISse And the tallmddference moves,
a more hvmg shell,
Dnft m the alr of fate, dry phantom, but mtact o Alessandro, cruef and thrIce warned, watcher,
Eternal watcher of thmgs, Of thmgs, of men, of paSSIOns
Eyes floatmg m dry, dark alr,
E bIondo, Wlth glass-grey ms, Wlth an even SIde-fall of halt The stIff, stIll features
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THESE fragments you have shelved (shored) "Slut'" "BItch'" Truth and Calhop;: Slang10g each other sous les laurlers
That Alessandro was negroId Slgtsmund
Frater tamquam Et compater carzsstme tergo
And Malatesta
EqUlvalent to
hannt de dzcts entza
Glohanm of the MedICI,
Florence
Letter receIved, and 10 the matter of our Messlte GlanozlO,
One from htm also, sent on In form and WIth all due dIspatch, HaVing added your wlShes and memoranda
As to arrang10g peace between you and the K10g of Ragona,
So far as I am concerned, It wd
GIve me the greatest possible pleasure,
At any rate nothlOg wd gIve me more pleasure
or be more acceptable to me,
And I shd hke to be party to It, as was promIsed me,
etther as participant or adherent As for my serVIce money,
Perhaps you and your father wd draw It And send It on to me as qUIckly as pOSSIble And tell the Maestro dz pe1'ltore
That there can be no question of
HIS paIntIng the walls for the moment,
As the mortar IS not yet dry
And It wd be merely work chucked away
(buttato VIa)
? But I want It to be qUIte clear, that untIl the chapels are ready I wlll arrange for hIm to palnt somethlng else
So that both he and I shall
Get as much enjoyment as possIble from It,
And In order that he may enter my serVIce
And also because you WrIte me that he needs cash,
I want to arrange With hIm to gIve hIm so much per year And to assure hIm that he Will get the sum agreed on You may say that I WIll depOSIt securIty
For hIm wherever he hkes
And let me have a clear answer,
For I mean to give hIm good treatment
So that he may come to hve the rest
Of hts hfe m my lands-
Unless you put hIm off It -
And for thIS I mean to make due prOVISIon,
So that he can work as he lIkes,
Or waste hIS tIme as he lIkes
(affattgandose per suo ptacere 0 no non glt manchera la proVlxtone mat)
neveI lackmg prOVlSlon SIGISMUNDUS P ANDOLPHUS DE MALA TESTIS
In campo Ilim Doment VenetorU1n aze 7 aprzlts 1449 contra Cremonam
and because the aforesaId most IllustrIOUS Duke of Mllan
Is content and Wills that the aforesaId Lord 51gISmundo Go mto the serVIce of the most magnIficent commune of the Florentlnes
For alhance defenSIve of the two states,
Therefore between the aforesaid IllustrIOUS Sigismund And the respectable man Agnolo della Stufa,
ambassador, SlndlC and procurator ApPolnted by the ten of the bally, etc, the half
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? Of these 50,000 florIns, free of attal11der, For 1400 cavalry and four hundred foot To come Into the terrene of the commune
or elsewhere m Tuscany . & please the ten of the Bally,
And to be hImself thele With them In the sen-ICC of the commune
WIth hIS horsemen and hIS footmen
(gente dt cavallo c da pte) etc
Aug 5 1452, regtster of the Tw of tbe Barly
From the forked rocks of Penna and BIlh, on Cal pegna With the road leading under the cMf,
m the WInd-shelter Into Tuscany, And the north road, toward the Marecchla
the mud-stretch full of cobbles
L yra
. . Ye Spltlts who of olde were m thIS lard Each under Love, 1. nd shaken,
Go WIth your lutes, awaken
The summer WithIn her mmd,
Who hath not Helen for peer
Yseut nor Batsabe " With the InterruptIon
Magnifico, compater et cartSS11ne
(JohannI dl Coslmo) VenIce has taken me on agaIn
At 7,000 a month, fiorznt dt Camera For 2,000 horse and four hundred footmen, And It rams here by the gallon,
We have had to dig a new dItch
In three or four days
I shall try to set up the bombards
Under the plumes, With the flakes and small wads of colour ShowerIng from the balCOnIes
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? WIth the sheets spread from Wlndows,
WIth leaves and small branches pmned on them,
Arras hung from the raumgs, out of the dus~, WIth pheasant taus upnght on theIr forelocks, The small whIte horses, the
Twelve gIrls ndmg m order, green satin In panmer'd habIts, Under the baldachmo, sIlver'd WIth heavy stItches,
Blanca VIscontI, WIth Sforza,
The peasant's son and the duchess,
To RImmI, and to the wars southward,
Boats drawn on the sand, red-orange salls m the creek's mouth, For two days' pleasure, mosdy rr 1a pesca," ? Shmg,
D I CUI m the whIch he, Francesco, godeva molto
To the war southward
In whIch he, at that tune, receIved an excellent hldmg And the Greek emperor was In FloLence
(Ferrara haVIng the pest) And WIth hIm Gemlsthus Plethon
Talkmg of the war about the temple at Delphos,
And of POSEIDON, concret Allgemezne,
And tellmg of how Plato went to Dlonyslus of Syracuse Because he had observed that tyrants
Were most efficIent In all that they set theIr hands to,
But he was unable to persuade DlOnyslUs
To any amelIoratIon
And m the gate at Ancona, between the foregate
And the mam-gates
SIgIsmundo, ally, come through an enemy force,
To patch up some sort of treaty, passes one gate
And they shut It before they open the next gate, and he says . . Now you have me,
Caught lIke a hen In a coop"
And the captam of the watch says . . Yes MeSSIre SIglsmundo, But we want thIs town for ourselves"
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? WIth the church agamst hIm, WIth the MedICI bank for Itself,
WIth wattle Sforza agaInst hIm
Sforza Francesco, wattle-nose,
Who mamed hIm (SIgismundo) hIs (Francesco's)
Daughter In September,
Who stole Pesaro In October (as Brogho says tr bc~tlalmel1te") Who stood wIth the VenetIans In November,
WIth the Mtlanese m December,
Sold Mtlan In November, stole Muan In December
Or sometbUlg of that sort,
Commanded the Muanese In the sprmg,
the VenetIans at mIdsummer,
The Mtlanese In the autumn,
And was Naples' ally In October,
He, SIglsmundo, te11tplum tedtficavtt In Romagna, teemmg WIth cattle thleves,
wlth the game lost Ul mld-channel, And never qUIte lost tul' 50,
and never qUIte lost ttll the end, m Romagna, So that Galeaz sold Pesaro . . to get pay for hIS cattle"
And POlctiers, you know, Guulaume POlctleIs, had brought the song up out of Spam
With the SIngers and vieis But here they wanted a settIng. By Mareccrua, where the water comes down over the cobbles And Mason had come to VerucchlO,
and the sword, Paolo tl Bello's,
caught m the arras And, m Este's house, Parlsma
Paid
For thIS tnbe pald always, and the house Called also Atreldes',
And the wmd IS stu! for a lIttle
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? And the dusk rolled
to one sIde a httle
And he was twelve at the ome, Sigismundo, And no dues had been paId for three years, And hIS elder brother gone PIOUS,
And that year they fought m the streets, And that year he got out to Cesena
And brought back the leVIes,
And that year he crossed by nxght over Fogha, and
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ONE year floods rose.
One year they fought 10 the sno'" 5,
One year hau fell. breakIng the trec~ md walls Down here In the marsh they trapped hIm
In one year,
And he stood m the water up to hIs neck
to keep the hounds off him, And he floundered about In the marsh and came m after three days.
That was Astorre ManfredI of Faenza who worked the ambush
and set the dogs off to find hIm, In the marsh, down here under Mantua, And he fought m Fano, In a street fight,
and that was nearly the end of him,
And the Emperor came down and knxghted us, And they had a wooden castle set up for fiesta,
And one year BastnlO went out Into the courtyard
Where the lIsts were, and the pahsades
had been set for the tourneys, And he talked down the antI-Hellene,
And there was an heIr male to the selgnor,
And Madame Gmevra dIed
And he, Slgu;mundo, was Capitan for the VenetIans And he had sold off small castles
and butit the great Rocca to hIS plan, And he fought lIke ten devus at Monteluro
and got notll1ng but the VlctOry And old Sforza bItched us at Pesaro,
(SIC) March the x6th tC that Mesme Alessandro Sforza
IS become lord of Pesaro
? through the wangle of the Illus 5gr Mr Fedtlcho d'Orblllo Who worked the wangle with Galeaz
through the WigglIng of Messer Francesco, Who waggled It so that Galeaz should sell Pesaro
to Alex and Fossembrone to Feddy, and he hadn't the nght to sell
And thlS he did besttalmente, that IS Sforza dId besttalmente as he had promised hun, SI81smundo, per capttoJz
to see that he, Malatesta, should have Pesaro" And this cut us off from our south half
and fimshed our game, thus, In the begmnmg, And he, 5181smundo, spoke hiS mmd to Francesco
and we drove them out of the Marches
And the Kmg 0' Ragona, Alphonse Ie roy d'Aragon, was the next nau 10 our coffin,
And all you can say IS, anyway,
that he 51glSmundo called a town councIl
And Valturlo said cc as well for a sheep as a lamb"
and thIS change-over (htec tradItIo)
As old bladder saId rr rem eorum saluavtt "
Saved the Florent1Oc state, and that, maybe, was somethIng And co Florence our natural ally" as they said 10 the meeting
for whatever that was worth afterward And he began buudmg the TEMPIO,
and Pohxena, hlS second WIfe, dIed And the Venetians sent down an ambassador And said co speak humanely,
But tell rumIt's no tune for ralSIng rus pay" And the Venetians sent down an ambassador
Wlth three pages of secret InStructIons
To the effect Did he thmk the campaign was a Joy-tlde) And old Wattle-wattle slIpped 1Oto MIlan
But he couldn't stand 51dg being so high With the Venetians And he talked It over with Feddy, and Feddy saId C< Pesaro . .
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? And old Foscarl wrote It Caro mlO
. . If we splIt wIth Francesco you can have It . . And we'll help you m every wa) possIble"
But Feddy offered It sooner And Slglsmundo got up a few arches,
And stole that marble 10 Classe, . . stoic" that IS,
Casus est talts
Foscart doge, to the prefect of Ravenn1
. . Why, what, whIch, thunder, damn1tlOn'~~' "
Cams est talzs
FUlPPO, commendatary of the abbazI1
Of Sant Apolhnalre, Classe, Cardmal of Bologfl1
That he dId one mght (quadam 11octC) sell to the
Illmo DO, DO Slgismund Malatesta
Lord of Anmm1Oum, marble, porphyry, serpentme,
Whose men, Slglsmundo's, came wIth more than an hundred two wheeled ox carts and deported, for the beautlfymg
of the tempto where was Santa MarIa m TrIVlO
Where the same are now on the walls Four hundred
ducats to be paId back to the abbazt4 by the saId swmdlIng CardInal or hIs heIrS
grnnh' rrnnh, pthg
wheels, plaustra, oxen under nIght-shIeld,
And on the 13th of August AloysIus Purtheo,
The next abbot, to Slglsmundo, receipt for 200 ducats Corn-salve for the damage done 10 that scurry
And there was the row about that German-Burgundian female And It Was hiS meSSlamc year, Pohorcetes,
but he was be10g a bIt too POLUMETIS
And the Venetlans wouldn't gtve hIm SIX months vacatlon
And he went down to the old bnck heap of Pesaro and waIted for Feddy
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? And Feddy finally saId" I am commg' to help Alessandro"
And he saId cc ThIs tune MIster Feddy has done It . . He saId . . Brogho, I'm the goat ThIS tIme
Mr Feddy has done It (m'l'ha calata) " And he'd lost hIS Job WIth the VenetIans,
And the stone dIdn't come In from Istria
And we sent men to the suk war,
And Wattle never paxd up on the naIl
Though we SIgned on WIth MIlan and Florence, And he set up the bombards In muck down by Vada
where nobody else could have set 'em and he took the wood out of the bombs and made 'em of two scoops of metal
And the Jobs gettIng smaller and smaller, Unci he sIgned on WIth SIena,
And that tIme they grabbed hxs post-bag And what was It, anyhow>
Pitighano, a man WIth a ten acre lot, Two lumps of tufa,
and they"d taken hlS pasture land from hun, And SIdg had got back theIr horses,
and he had two bIg lumps of tufa
WIth Slx hundred pIgs In the basements And the poor deVIls were dymg of cold
And thIS IS what they found m the post-bag
Ex Anmmo d,e xxn Decembrts
rr Magntfice tiC potens domme, mt smgulartsstme
cc I adVIse yr LordshIp how
cc I have been WIth master AlWIdge who
. . has shown me the deSIgn of the nave that goes jn the mIddle, cc of the church and the deSIgn for the roof and "
cc JHesus,
rr Magntfico exso SIgnor MlO
. . Sence to-day I am recommanded that I have to tel you my
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? . . father's op. mum that he has shode to Mr Gcnare about the . . valts of the cherch etc
c. GlOvane of Master alwIse P S I t~lUk It advlsabl that . . I shud go to rome to talk to mIster Alb(. rt so as I can no . . what he thInks about It nte
. . Sagramoro "
rf Illustre szgnor 11110, MessIre Battista "
. . FIrst Ten slabs best red, se"en by I 5, by onc thIrd, " EIght dItto, good red, 15 by three by one,
. . SIX of same, 15 by one by one
. . EIght columns 15 by three and one third
etc WIth carrIage, danars I 5I . . MONSEIGNEUR
. . Madame ! sotta has had me WrIte today about Sr Galeazzo's . . daughter The man who saId young pullets make thIn . . soup, knew what he was talkIng about We went to see the . . gIrl the other day for all the good that dId, and she dented . . the whole matter and kept her end up wIthout lOSIng her . . temper I thInk Madame Ixotta very nearly eAhausted the . . matter M, pare che aHa decto hogm choma All the . . children are well Where you are everyone IS pleased and "happy because of your takIng the chate'lu here we are the . . reverse as you mIght say drIftIng wIthout a rudder Madame
. . LucreZla has probably, or should have, WrItten to you, I
. . suppose you have the letter by now " remembered to you
. . sagramoro to put up the derncks . . beams at . .
Everyone wants to be 2. I Dec D de M "
There IS a supply of
. . MAGNIFICENT LORD WITH DUB REVERENCE
. . MessIre Malatesta IS well and asks for you every day He
"IS so much pleased With hIS pony, It wd take me a month . . to wrIte you all the fun he gets out of that pony I want to . . agaIn remmd you to wrIte to GeorgIo Rambottom or to hls
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? . . boss to fix up that wall to the httle garden that madame Isotta . . uses, for It IS all flat on the ground now as I have already told . . hIm a lot of t1Il1es, for all the good that does, so I am Wrttmg . . to your lordshIp m the matter I have done all th'lt I can, for . . all the good that does as noboddy hear can do anythIng . . WIthout you
. . your faithful
LUNARDA DA PALLA 2. 0 Dec 1454"
cc gone over It WIth all the foremen and engmeers And " about the suver for the small medal "
tt Magmfiee ae potens
. . because the walls of "
tt Malatesta de Malatestls ad Magntficum Domtnum Patremque tt suum
. . Exl!
O Dno et Dno sm Dno S1g1smundum Pandolfi FIllum . . Malatestls CapItan General
c? Magm1l. cent and Exalted Lord and Fathel In especIal my "lord With due recommend'ltlon your letter has been pre- . . sented to me by Gentlhno da Gradara and With It the bay . . pony (lonZlnO balectmo) the whIch you have sent me, and to whIch appears m my eyes a fine caparlson'd charger, upon " which I mtend to learn all there IS to know about ndmg, In . . consIderatlon of yr paternal affectIon for whIch I than! . . to your excellency thus bnefly and pray you contmue to hold C< me m thlS esteem notIfYIng you by the bearer of thIS that . . we are all m good health, as I hope and deslre }our Exct to LordshIp IS also WIth contInued remembrance I remaIn
<t Your son and servant
MALATESTA DE MALATESTIS
Gwen In Rtmtm, thIS the 2. 2nd day 0/ December anno domInI 1454 "
(m the sIxth year of h,s age)
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? ? ? ILLUSTRIOUS PRINCE
tc Unfittmg as It IS that I should offer counsels to Hanntbal "
. . Magnzfier! ac potelH d0111111? , dom1l1(, 1111 HlI! ! ,ularmlme, "httmtlz recomendatzone PI emma etc ThIS to advise your
. . Mgt LdshP how the second load of Veronese marble has ? ? finally got here, after bemg held up at Ferrara with no end . . of fuss and botheratlOn, the whole of It havmg been there t. unloaded
. . I learned how It happened, and It h1S co~t a few flonns to . . get back the saId load whIch had been seIzed for the skIpper's . . debt and defalcatlOn, he havmg fled when the lIghter was . . seIzed But that yr Mgt Ldshp may not lose the moneys . . paId out on hIs account I have had the lIghter brought here . . and am holdIng It, agamst hIs arrIval If not we stIll have t'the lIghter
. . As soon as the Xmas fetes are over I WIll have the stone ? ? floor laId m the sacresty, for whIch the stone 15 already cut . . The wall of the buudmg IS fimshed and I shall now get the . . roof on
. . We have not begun puttmg new stone Into the martyr to chapel, first because the heavy frosts wd certamly spOIl . . the Job, secondly because the ahofants aren't yet here and to one can't get the measurements for the cormce to the columns . . that are to rest on the ahofants
. . They are domg the stairs to your room In the c1stle I tt have had Messire Antonto degh Attl'S court paved and the . . stone benches put m It
t. Ottavian 15 illummatIng the bull I mean the bull for ? ? the chapel All the stone-cutters are waItIng for sprmg tt weathertostartworkagaIn
? ? The tomb IS all done except part of the lId, and as soon as . . MesSlre AgostInO gets back from Cesena I wIll see that he . . :finIshes It, ever recommendIng me to yr Mgt Ldshp
. . belIeve me yr faIthful PETRUS GENARIIS"
? That's what they found 10 the post-bag And some more of It to the effect that
he . . hved and ruled . .
. . et amava perdutamente Ixotta deglt Att. " e . . ne fu degna . .
. . constans tn propostto . . PlaC1ut ocults prtnCZpls
. . p'lelchra aspectu"
. . populo grata (Italtaeque decus)
. . and bwlt a temple so full of pagan works"
I e SlglSmund
and m the style cc Past rUlO'd Latium . . The filIgree hldmg the gothic,
with a touch of rhetotlc 10 the whole And the old sarcophagi,
such as he, smothered m grass, by San VItale
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AD the poor devtls dymg of cold, outsIde Saran0,
And from the other sIde, from m~ld(. the chateau, Orsml, Count Pltlghano, on the 17th of November "Slggy, darhnt, wd you not stop makmg wat 011
. . l11senslbIe objects, such as trees and domestIc VlOes, that have . . no means to hIt back but If you wtll hIre youlself out to a . . commune (SIena) whIch you ought r'lther to rule than
. . serve "
whIch with Trachulo's damn'd epIstle And what of It al1)'how~ a man WIth a tln acre lot, Pltlghano a lump of tufa,
And S had got back the r horses And the poor devtls dymg of cold
(And there was another tIme, you know, He sIgned on WIth the Fanesl,
and Just couldn't be bothered ) And there were three men on a one man Job
And CareggI wantmg the baton, And not gettlOg It Just then 1U any case
And he, SIglsmundo, refused an 1OvltatlOn to lunch In commemoratIOn of Carm1gnola
(VIde Vemce, between the two columns where Carmagnola was el. . ecuted )
Et
rr anno messo a saccho el StglIor Stgzsmul1do "
As FJlPPo StrozZl wrote to Zan Lottlen, then 10 Naples,
. . I thlOk they'll let hIm through at Campigha " Florence, Arehtvto Storteo, 4th Serres t tlt, e
rr La Guerra det Senest col conte dt pzttgltano"
And he found Carlo Gonzaga sltt10g lIke a mud-frog 10 Orbetello
? And he saId
tt Caro mlo, I can not receIve you
It really IS not the moment"
And BroglIo says he ought to have tIpped Gono Lolh But he got back home here somehow,
And Plccmmo was out of a Job,
And the old lOW WIth Naples contmued
And what he saId was all nght m Mantua,
And Borso had the paIr of th(. m up to Bel Flore,
The paIr of them, Sigismundo and Fedenco Urhmo,
Or perhaps 10 the palace, FClrua, SlglSml. 1nd l. 'pstalrs And Urbmo's gang 10 the basement,
And a regIment of guards 10, to keep order,
For all the good that dId
tt Te cavcro la bzedella del corpo' " El conte levatost
tt 10 te cavero la corata ate'"
And that day Coslmo smIled, That IS, the day they saId
. . DruSlana IS to marry Count GIacomo " (Plccm1Oo) 1tn sorrtso maltztoso
Druslana, another of Franco Sfolza's,
It would at least keep the row out of Tuscany
And he fell out of a w1Odow, Count GIacomo,
Three days after hIS death, that was years later In Naples, For trust10g Ferdmando of Naples,
And old Wattle could do notlung about It
Et
INTEREA PRO GRADIBUS BASILlCAE S PIETRI EX ARlDA MATERIA INGENS PYRA EXTRUITUR IN CUJUS SUMMIT A TE IMAGO SIGIS- MUNDI COLLOCA TUR HOMINIS LlNEAMENT A, ET VESTIMENn MODVM ADEO PROPRIE REDDENS, UT VERA MAGIS PERSONA, QUAM IMAGO VIDERETUR, NE QUEM TAMEN IMAGO FALLERET,
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? ET SCIUPTURA EX ORE PRODnT, QUAE DICERET SIGISMUNDUS HIC EGO SUM
MALATESTA, FILIUS PANDULPHI, REX PRODITORUM,
DEO ATQUE HOMINIBUS INFESTUS, SACRI CI:NSURA SENATUS IGNI DAMNATUS,
SCRIPTURAM
MUL TI LEGERUNT DEINDE AST ANTE POPULO, IGN! :. IMMISSO,
ET PYR. A SIMULACRUM REPENTE FLAGRA VIT
Com PtO II, Ltv VII, P 85 Yrzarte, p 2. 88
So that xn the end that pot-scraplng httle runt Andreas BenZl, da Siena
Got up to spout out the bunkum
That that monstrous swollen, swellxng s o b
Papa PIO Secundo
lEneas SllVIUS Plccolomlnl da Siena
Had told hun to spout, In their best bear's-greased latlnlty,
Stupro, efeae, aaulter,
homoadta, parrzadta ac pmurus,
presbttertetdta, Max, Itbtdznosus,
WIves, Jew-girls, nuns, necrophulast, fornzcarzum fie stcartum,
prod'ltor, raptor, tnC"estuosus, lnC"endtarzus, ae concubmmus,
and that he rejected the whole symbol of the apostles, and that he said the monks ought not to own property and that he dlSbeheved In the temporal power,
neither chrIStian, Jew, genttie,
nor any sect pagan, nzsz forsttan eptcureee
And that he dId among other thUlgS
Empty the fonts of the chlexa of holy water And fill up the same full WIth mk
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? That he mIght 10 God's dIshonour
Stand before the doors of the saId chlexa
Mak10g mock of the 10ky faIthful, they
Issu10g thence by the doors 10 the pale lIght of the sunrIse WhIch mIght be consIdered youthful levIty
but was really a profound 1Odlcatlon,
. . Whence that hIS, Slgtsmundo's, fretor :filled the earth And stank up through the aIr and stars to heaven Where - save they were unmune from suffermgs-
It had made the emparadlsed spmts pewk"
from theIr Jeweled terrace
rr Lussurzoso meestuoso, perfide, SOZZU1e ae crapulone, assassmo, mgordo, avaro, superbo, ,nfidelc
fattore d, monete false, sodomJtleo, uxorzCJdo"
and the whole lump lot given over to
I mean after PIO had said, or at least PIO says that he SaId that thiS was elegant oratory rr Oratlonem ElegantlSszmam et ornatzsszmam
Audwtmus venerabllts zn Xt, frat1 es ae dtlectzsslmz fibt (stone In hIS bladder
testtbus tdonets)
The lump lot gIven over
To that kid-slapp1Og fanatIC 11 cardInale dl San PIetro In Vmco! t
To find hIm guuty, of the lump lot
As he duly dId, calhng rumour, and MeSSlre FederiCO d'Ulh. . ra And other equally ununpeachable WItnesses
So they burnt our brother 10 effigy
A rare magmficent effigy costIng 8 florinS 48 bol
(I e for the paIr, as the first one wasn't a good enough lIkeness) And Borso saId the tIme was tll-swted
to tanta novzta, such dOIngs or innovatIons, 45
? God's enemy and man's enemy, stuprum, raptum
I N R I SlglSmund Imperator, Rex Prodltorum
And old PIlls who trIed to get hIm mto a front rank actIon In order to dnve the lear guard at hIs buttocks,
Old PIlls hsted among the murdered, although he
Came out of }axlllVlng later
Et les angloys ne povans desraciner ventn de hayne
Had got back GlSors from the Angevms,
And the Angevms were gunnmg after Naples
And we dragged m the Angevms,
And we dragged m LOUIS Eleventh,
And the tIers Caltxte was dead, and Alfonso,
And agamst us we had ? ? thIS }Eneas" and young Ferdmando That we had smashed at PlOmbmo and dnven out of the Terrene of the Florentmes,
And Plccmmo, out of a Job,
And he, Sldg, had had three chances of Makmg It up WIth Alfonso, and an offer of Marnage allIance,
And what he Sald was all nght there m Mantua,
But PIO, SometIme or other, PIO lost hIS pustulous temper And they struck alum at Tolfa, m the pope's land,
To pay for theIr devIlment And Francesco saId
I also have suffered When you take It, glve me a slIce
And they nearly JaUed a chap for saymg
The Job was mal hecho, and they caught poor old Pastl In Vemce, and were hke to pull all hIS teeth out,
And they had a bow-shot at Borso
As he was gomg down the Grand Canal In hlS gondola
(the mce kmd With 26 barbs on It) 46
? And they saId Novvy'll sell any man for the sake of Count GIacomo
(PlcClntnO, the one that fell out of the wmdow)
And they came at us With theIr eccleSlastlcallegates
UntIl the eagle ht on hIS tent pole
And he saId The Romans would have called that an augury E gradment It al1tzch, cavaler roman]
davano fed a qUtstl annutzl,
All I want you to do IS to follow the orders, They've got a bIgger army,
but there are more men In thIS camp
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EGRADMENT It anttchz cavaler roman1 davano fcd a qUlstt annut" And he put us under the chiefs,
and the chiefs went back to thelr squadrons Bernardo ReggJ. o, Nlc Benzo, GlOvan Nestorno,
Paulo Vlterbo, Buardmo of Brescla,
Cetho Brandolmo,
And Sunone Malespma, Petracco Samt Archangelo, fuoberto da Canossa,
And for the tenth Agmolo da Roma
And that gay bIrd Plero della Bella, And to the eleventh Roberto,
And the papIShes were three thousand on horses,
<idly cavalh tre milia,
And a thousand on foot,
And the Lord SlgISmundo had but mdle tre cento cavallI And hardly 500 fantl (and one spmgard),
And we beat the papishes and fought them back through the tents
And he came up to the dyke agam
. And fought through the dyke-gate
And It went on from dawn to sunset
And we broke them and took theIr baggage
and mille cmquecento cavallI E It hOIIllm dl Messtre Slgtsmundo
non furono che IIlllle trecento
And the VenetIans sent m theIr compltments
And vanous and sundry sent In thetr complunents, But we got It next August,
And Roberto got beaten at Fano,
And he went by shlp to Tarentum,
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? I mean SIdg went to Tarentum
And he found 'em, the antI-Aragons,
busted and weepIng Into tllexr beards
And they, the paplshes, came up to the walls,
And that nIck-nosed sob Feddy UrbIno
SaId . tParchee/lIordtqltesto SzgtS mundo""
" They say he dodders about the streets
. . And can put hIS hand to neIther one thmg nor the other,'~ And he was In the SIck wards, and on the hIgh tower
And everywhere, keepIng us at It
And, thank God, they got the sIckness outsIde
As we had the sIckness InsIde,
And they had netther town nor castello
But dey got de mos' bloody rottenes' peace on u s -
Qualz loch, sono questt
SoglIano,
Torrano and La Serra, SbrIgara, San MartInO, Clola, Pondo, SpInello, Clgna and Buchlo, Pratalxne, Monte Cogruzzo,
and the vula at Rufiano RIght up to the door-yard
And anythIng else the Revmo Monslgnore could remember. And the water-rIghts on the SaVIO
(And the salt heaps wIth the reed mats on them Gone long ago to the VenetIans)
And when lame Novvy dIed, they got even Cesena
And he wrote to young Plero
Send me a couple of huntIn' dogs,
They may take my mInd off It
And one day he was sIttmg In the chlexa,
On a bIt of cornIce, a bIt of stone grooved for a cornIce,. Too narrow to :fit hIS bIg beam,
hunched up and notmg what was done wrong,
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? And an old woman came In and giggled to 'iCC him slttmg there In the dark
She nearly fell over hun, And he thought
Old Zuhano IS fimshed,
If he's left anythmg we must see the kids get It,
WrIte that to Robert
And Vanm must gIve that peasant a decent pflce for hiS horses, Say that I WIll refund
A. nd the wnts run In Fano,
For the long room over the arches
Sub annulo pucatorts, palattum seu Cltrtam OLIM de Malatest. s Gone, and Cesena, Zezena d"'e b'''e colonize,
And the bIg dIamond pawned 10 Vemce,
And he gone out mto Morea,
Where they sent him to do In the Mo'ammeds, WIth S,ooo agaInst 2. S,OOO,
and he nearly died out 10 Sparta, Morea, Lakeda:mon,
and came back with no pep In him And we SIt here I have sat here
For forty four thousand years,
And they trapped him down here In the m'1rsh land,
10 '46 that was,
And the poor deVIls dYing of cold, that was Rocca Sorano, And he Said 10 h15 young youth
V oghamo,
che Ie donne, we wIll that they, Ie donne, go ornate, As be thetr pleasure, for the C1ty'S glory thereby
-\nd PlatIna Said afterward, when they JaIlrd hIm
And the AccademIa Romana,
For SIngmg to Zeus m the catacombs,
So
? Yes, I saw hIm when he was down here
Ready to murder fatty Barbo, "Formosus," And they want to know what we talked about)
. . de l. tterlS et de armiS, praestanttbusque mgentls, Both of anCIent tImes and our own, books, arms,
And of men of unusual gemus,
Both of anCIent tImes and our own, In short the usual subjects Of conversatIon between mtelhgent men"
And he With hIS luck gone out of hIm
64 lances m hlS company, and hIs pay 8,000 a year, 64 and no more, and he not to try to get any more And all of It down on paper
sexagmta quatuoy nee tentatu1 habere plures
But leave to keep 'em m Rtmml
1 e to watch the VenetIans:-
Damn pIty he dIdn't
(1 e get the kmfe mto hIm)
Llttle fat squab <C Formosus . . Barbo said . . Call me Formosus" But the conclave wouldn't have It
and they called hlm Paolo Secondo
And he left three horses at one gate And three horses at the other,
And Fatty recelved hIm
Wlth a guard of seven cardmals . . whom he could trust -,
And the castelan of Monte:fiore wrote down,
. . You'd better keep hun. out of the dIstrIct
. . When he got back here from Sparta, the people ? ? Llt:fires,andturnedoutyelhng ? PANDOLro'I"
In the gloom, the gold gathers the lIght agamst It
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? And one day he said Henry, you C'ln h1Ve It, On condltlon, you can have It for four months You 11 stand any reasonable Joke that I play on you, And you can Joke bach. .
provided you don't get too ormy And they put It all down In wrItmg
for a green cloak with sLIver brocade
Actum zn Cattro Szgmnundo1 prewzte Roberto de ValtuHbus sponte et ex certa sctenta to Enrtcho de Aquabel/o
? XII
AD we SIt here
under the wall,
Arena romana, DlOcletlan's, les gradms
quarante-trOls rangees en calcaIre
Baldy Bacon
bought all the lIttle copper penUles m Cuba
Un centavo, dos centavos,
told hIs peons to <<brmg 'em m "
c< Bnng 'em to the mam shack," saId Baldy, And the peons brought 'em,
c< to the mam shack brought 'em,"
As Henry would have saId
NIcholas Castano m Habana,
He also had a few centavos, but the others Had to pay a percentage
Percentage when they wanted centavos, PublIc centavos
Baldy's mterest Was m money busmess
<<No Interest In any other kmd uv bISrus," Saxd Baldy
Sleepmg WIth two buck mggers chamed to hun,. GuardIa regIa, chamed to hIS waIst
To keep 'em from slIppmg off m the nIght, Bemg by now unpopular wIth the Cubans,
By fever reduced to Ibs 108
Returned to Manhattan, ultunately to Manhattan %4 E 47th, when I met htm,
Domg Job prmtmg, 1 e, agent,
gOIng to hIS old acquaxntances,
Hls office In Nassau St , dIstrIbutIng Jobs to the prInters,.
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? CommercIal statIOnely,
and later, 111surance,
Employers' habIhty,
odd sorts of 111surance,
FIre on brothels, etc, commISSIOn, RIS1l1g from 15 dollars a wed. . ,
Pollon a'anth1 0 pon tde11,
Knew whIch shIPP1l1g compames wele most (. ueiess,
where a man was most hl"cly
To lose a leg 111 bad hOlst111g mach111ery, Also nre, as when pass111g a whore-house, Arnved, rruraculous Hermes, by accIdent, Two mmutes after the propnetor's flngeios Had been sent for hIm
Saved hIS people 11,000 m four months
on that Cuba Job, But they busted,
Also ran up to 40,000 bones on hIS own,
Once, but wanted to " eat up the whole'r Wall St"
And dropped It all three weeks later
HabItat cum Quade, damn good fellow,
Mons Quade who wore a monocle on a WIde sable nbbon
(Elsewhere recorded) Dos Santos, Jose Mana dos Santos,
Hearmg that a gram shIp
Was wrecked m the estuary of the Tagus, Bought It at auctIOn, nemo obstabat,
No one else bIdd1l1g . . Damn fool'" . . MaIze SpOIled With salt water,
No use, can't do anyth1l1g wIth It" Dos Santos All the stuff rotted With sea water
Dos Santos Portuguese lunatlc bought It, Mortgaged then all hls patrImony,
e tot 10 Sleu aver,
And bought suck1l1g plgS, plgS, small pIgS,
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? Porkers, throughout all Portugal, fed on the cargo,
FIrst lot mortgaged to buy the second lot, u. ,dsowelter, Porkers of Portugal,
fattemng wIth the fulness of time,
And Dos Santos fattened, a great landlord of Portugal Now gathered to hIS fathers
DId It on water-soaked corn (Watel probably fresh I n that estuary)
Go to hell Apovitch, ChIcago amt the whole punkm JIm X
In a bankers' meetmg,
bored wIth theIr hard luck stones, Bored WIth theIr bloomln' prImness
and the 'tttle wrute rnns
They wore around inSIde the edge of theIr vests
To make 'em look as If they had on two Waistcoats, Told 'em the Tale of the Honest Sauor
Bored WIth theIr proprIeties,
as they sat, the ranked presbyterIans, Directors, dealers through holdmg compames, Deacons In churches, ownmg slum properties, Allas usurers In excelsls,
the qUintessentIal essence ot usurers,
The purveyors of employment, whining over theIr 2. 0 p c
and the hard tImes,
And the bust-up of Brazulan seCUrItIes
(S A securItIes),
And the general uncertamty of all mvestment Save Investment In new bank buIldmgs,
productIve of bank butldmgs, And not lIkely to ease dlStnbutIon,
Bored WIth the way theIr mouths tWItched over thelC CIgar-ends,
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? SaId Jun X
There once was a pore honest saIlor, a heavy dnnker,
A hell of a cuss, a rowster, a boozer, and
The dnnk finally sent hIm to hospItal,
And they operated, and there was a poor whore m
The woman's ward had a kid, whIle
They were fixmg the satior, and they brought hIm the kId When he came to, and saId
. . Here' thIS IS what we took out of you"
An' he looked at It, an' he got better,
And when he left the hospItal, qUIt the drmk, And when he was well enough
SIgned on WIth another shIp And saved up rus pay money,
and kept on savm' hIS pay money, And bought a share in the srup,
and finally had half shares, Then a srup
and m tune a whole hne of steamers, And educated the kId,
and when the kId was m college, The ole satior was agam taken bad
and the doctors saId he was dymg, And the boy came to the bedSIde,
and the old satior saId
~. Boy, I'm sorry I can't hang on a bIt longer, . . You're young yet
I leave you re-sponsa-blhttes
. . . Wish I could ha' WaIted till you were older, . . . More fit to take over the bISness . .
. . But, father,
c'Don't, don't talk about me, I'm all nght, C'It's you, father"
. . That's It, boy, you Said It 56
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