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222 COUNT BALDASSARE CASTIGLIONE
took up his parable, and descanted on the immortal
power of Eove and its Divine origin, and the company
listened, spell-bound by his eloquence, until the short
hours of the summer night were wellnigh over and
dawn was breaking in the eastern sky.
' Then the windows being opened on the side of
the palace looking towards the lofty peak of Monte
Catria, they saw that a beautiful aurora of rose-red
hue was already breaking in the east, and that all the
stars had vanished save the sweet Queen of the realm
of Venus, who holds sway in the borderland of night
and day. A gentle breeze hlled the air with fresh-
ness, and began to waken the sweet voices of joyous
birds in the murmuring forests of the neighbouring
hills. All the company rose, and, having paid their
reverence to the Lady Duchess and taken leave of
her, went to their rooms without the light of torches,
that of day being sufficient.'^
i ' Cortegiano/ book iv., 73.
took up his parable, and descanted on the immortal
power of Eove and its Divine origin, and the company
listened, spell-bound by his eloquence, until the short
hours of the summer night were wellnigh over and
dawn was breaking in the eastern sky.
' Then the windows being opened on the side of
the palace looking towards the lofty peak of Monte
Catria, they saw that a beautiful aurora of rose-red
hue was already breaking in the east, and that all the
stars had vanished save the sweet Queen of the realm
of Venus, who holds sway in the borderland of night
and day. A gentle breeze hlled the air with fresh-
ness, and began to waken the sweet voices of joyous
birds in the murmuring forests of the neighbouring
hills. All the company rose, and, having paid their
reverence to the Lady Duchess and taken leave of
her, went to their rooms without the light of torches,
that of day being sufficient.'^
i ' Cortegiano/ book iv., 73.