’Tisdoneandpast；’twasright，myinstinctsaid；
　　Toolivethelifegrew，goldenandnotgray：
　　AndI’mtheweak-eyedbatnosunshouldtemptOutofthegrangewhosefourwallsmakehisworld。[170]
　　Howcoulditendinanyotherway?
　　Youcalledme，andIcamehometoyourheart。
　　Thetriumphwas，tohaveendedthere；then，ifIreachediterethetriumph，whatislost?
　　Letmyhandsframeyourfaceinyourhair’sgold，YoubeautifulLucreziathataremine！”Rafaeldidthis，Andreapaintedthat；
　　TheRoman’sisthebetterwhenyoupray，Butstilltheother’sVirginwashiswife”——
　　Menwillexcuseme。Iamgladtojudge[180]
　　Bothpicturesinyourpresence；clearergrowsMybetterfortune，Iresolvetothink。
　　For，doyouknow，Lucrezia，asGodlives，SaidonedayAgnolo，hisveryself，ToRafael……Ihaveknownitalltheseyears……
　　WhentheyoungmanwasflamingouthisthoughtsUponapalace-wallforRometosee，Tooliftedupinheartbecauseofit”Friend，there’sacertainsorrylittlescrubGoesupanddownourFlorence，nonecareshow，[190]
　　Who，werehesettoplanandexecuteAsyouare，prickedonbyyourpopesandkings，Wouldbringthesweatintothatbrowofyours！”
　　ToRafael’s！——Andindeedthearmiswrong。
　　Ihardlydare……yet，onlyyoutosee，Givethechalkhere——quick，thusthelineshouldgo！
　　Ay，butthesoul！he’sRafael！rubitout！
　　Still，allIcarefor，ifhespokethetruth，Whathe?why，whobutMichelAgnolo?
　　Doyouforgetalreadywordslikethose?[200]
　　Ifreallytherewassuchachancesolost，——
　　Is，whetheryou’re——notgrateful——butmorepleased。
　　Well，letmethinkso。Andyousmileindeed！
　　Thishourhasbeenanhour！Anothersmile?
　　IfyouwouldsitthusbymeeverynightIshouldworkbetter，doyoucomprehend?
　　ImeanthatIshouldearnmore，giveyoumore。
　　See，itissettleddusknow；there’sastar；
　　Morello’sgone，thewatch-lightsshowthewall，Thecue-owlsspeakthenamewecallthemby。[210]
　　Comefromthewindow，love，——comein，atlast，InsidethemelancholylittlehouseWebuilttobesogaywith。Godisjust。
　　KingFrancismayforgiveme：oftatnightsWhenIlookupfrompainting，eyestiredout，Thewallsbecomeillumined，brickfrombrickDistinct，insteadofmortar，fiercebrightgold，ThatgoldofhisIdidcementthemwith！
　　Letusbutloveeachother。Mustyougo?
　　Thatcousinhereagain?hewaitsoutside?[220]
　　Mustseeyou——you，andnotwithme?Thoseloans?
　　Moregamingdebtstopay?yousmiledforthat?
　　Well，letsmilesbuyme！haveyoumoretospend?
　　WhilehandandeyeandsomethingofaheartAreleftme，work’smyware，andwhat’sitworth?
　　I’llpaymyfancy。OnlyletmesitThegrayremainderoftheeveningout，Idle，youcallit，andmuseperfectlyHowIcouldpaint，wereIbutbackinFrance，Onepicture，justonemore——theVirgin’sface，[230]
　　Notyour’sthistime！IwantyouatmysideTohearthem——thatis，MichelAgnolo——
　　JudgeallIdoandtellyouofitsworth。
　　Willyou?To-morrow，satisfyyourfriend。
　　Itakethesubjectsforhiscorridor，Finishthepotraitoutofhand——there，there，AndthrowhiminanotherthingortwoIfhedemurs；thewholeshouldproveenoughTopayforthissamecousin’sfreak。Beside，What’sbetterandwhat’sallIcareabout，[240]
　　Getyouthethirteenscudifortheruff！
　　Love，doesthatpleaseyou?Ah，butwhatdoeshe，Thecousin！whatdoeshetopleaseyoumore?
　　Iamgrownpeacefulasoldageto-night。
　　Iregretlittle，Iwouldchangestillless。
　　Sincetheremypastlifelies，whyalterit?
　　TheverywrongtoFrancis！——itistrueItookhiscoin，wastemptedandcomplied，Andbuiltthishouseandsinned，andallissaid。
　　Myfatherandmymotherdiedofwant。[250]
　　Well，hadIrichesofmyown?youseeHowonegetsrich！Leteachonebearhislot。
　　Theywerebornpoor，livedpoor，andpoortheydied：
　　AndIhavelaboredsomewhatinmytimeAndnotbeenpaidprofusely。SomegoodsonPaintmytwohundredpictures——lethimtry！
　　Nodoubt，there’ssomethingstrikesabalance。Yes，Youlovedmequiteenough，itseemsto-night。
　　Thismustsufficemehere。Whatwouldonehave?
　　Inheaven，perhaps，newchances，onemorechance——[260]
　　FourgreatwallsintheNewJerusalem，Metedoneachsidebytheangel’sreed，ForLeonard，Rafael，Agnolo，andmeTocover——thethreefirstwithoutawife，WhileIhavemine！So——stilltheyovercomeBecausethere’sstillLucrezia，——asIchoose。
　　Againthecousin’swhistle！Go，mylove——
　　29。Myface，mymoon：”Once，likethemoon，ImadeTheever-shiftingcurrentsofthebloodAccordingtomyhumorebbandflow。”——
　　Cleopatra，inTennyson’s`ADreamofFairWomen’。”Youarethepowerfulmoonofmyblood’ssea，TomakeitebborflowintomyfaceAsyourlookschange。”——
　　FordandDecker’s`WitchofEdmonton’。
　　35。Acommongrayness：AndreadelSartowasdistinguishedforhisskillinchiaro-oscuro。
　　82。low-pulsedforthrightcraftsman’shand：”AndreadelSarto’swas，afterall，butthe`low-pulsedforthrightcraftsman’shand’，andthereforehisperfectartdoesnottouchourheartslikethatofFraBartolommeo，whooccupiesaboutthesamepositionwithregardtothegreatmastersofthecenturyasAndreadelSarto。FraBartolommeospokefromhisheart。Hewasmovedbythespirit，sotospeak，toexpresshispureandholythoughtsinbeautifullanguage，andtheidealthatpresenteditselftohismind，andfromwhichhe，equallywithRaphael，worked，approachedalmostascloselyasRaphael’stothatabstractbeautyafterwhichtheybothlonged。AndreadelSartohadnosuchlonging：hewascontentwiththelovelinessofearth。
　　Thishecouldunderstandandimitateinitsfullestperfection，andthereforehetroubledhimselfbutlittleaboutthe`wondrouspaterne’laidupinheaven。ManyofhisMadonnashavegreaterbeauty，strictlyspeaking，thanthoseofBartolommeo，orevenofRaphael；butwemissinthemthatmysteriousspirituallovelinessthatgivesthelattertheirchiefcharm。”——
　　Heaton’sHistoryofPainting。
　　93。Morello：thehighestofthespursoftheApenninestothenorthofFlorence。
　　96。Speakastheyplease，whatdoesthemountaincare?：it’sbeyondtheircriticism。
　　105。TheUrbinate：RaphaelSanti，born1483，inUrbino。
　　AndreaseesinRaphael，whosetechniquewasinferiortohisown，hissuperior，ashereachedaboveandthroughhisart——
　　foritgivesway。
　　106。GeorgeVasari：seenoteunderSt。9of`OldPicturesinFlorence’。
　　120。Nay，Love，youdidgiveallIasked：itmustbeunderstoodthathiswifehasrepliedwithpique，towhathesaidinthetwoprecedinglines。
　　129。bythefuture：whenplacedby，incomparisonwith，thefuture。
　　130。Agnolo：MichaelAngelomorecorrectly，AgnoloBuonarotti。
　　SeenoteunderSt。30of`OldPicturesinFlorence’。
　　146。ForfearofchancingontheParislords：byreasonofhisbreakingthefaithhehadpledgedtoFrancisI。ofFrance，andusingforhisownpurposes，orhiswife’s，themoneywithwhichthekinghadentrustedhimtopurchaseworksofartinItaly。
　　149-165。ThatFrancis，thatfirsttime：hethinkswithregretofthekingandofhishonoredandinspiringstayathiscourt。
　　161。bythosehearts：alongwith，bytheaidof。
　　173。Thetriumphwas……there：i。e。，inyourheart。
　　174。erethetriumph：inFrance。
　　177。Rafaeldidthis，……washiswife：aremarkascribedtosomecritic。
　　198。Ifhespokethetruth：i。e。，abouthimself。
　　199。Whathe：doyouask?
　　202。allIcarefor……iswhetheryou’re。
　　209。Morello’sgone：itsoutlinesarelostinthedusk。Seev。93。
　　218。Thatgoldofhis：seenotetov。146。
　　220。Thatcousinhereagain?：oneofLucrezia’sgallantsisreferredto，topaywhosegamingdebts，itappears，shehasobtainedmoneyofherhusband。Itmustbeunderstoodthatthisgallantwhistleshere。Seelastverseofthemonologue。
　　263。Leonard：LeonardodaVinci。
　　FraLippoLippi。
　　IampoorbrotherLippo，byyourleave！
　　Youneednotclapyourtorchestomyface。
　　Zooks，what’stoblame?youthinkyouseeamonk！
　　What，’tispastmidnight，andyougotherounds，Andhereyoucatchmeatanalley’sendWheresportiveladiesleavetheirdoorsajar?
　　TheCarmine’smycloister：huntitup，Do，——harryout，ifyoumustshowyourzeal，Whateverrat，there，hapsonhiswronghole，Andnipeachsoftlingofaweewhitemouse，[10]
　　`Weke，weke’，that’screpttokeephimcompany！
　　Aha！youknowyourbetters?Then，you’lltakeYourhandawaythat’sfiddlingonmythroat，Andpleasetoknowmelikewise。WhoamI?
　　Why，one，sir，whoislodgingwithafriendThreestreetsoff——he’sacertain……howd’yecall?
　　Master——a……CosimooftheMedici，I’thehousethatcapsthecorner。Boh！youwerebest！
　　Rememberandtellme，thedayyou’rehanged，Howyouaffectedsuchagullet’s-gripe！[20]
　　Butyou，sir，itconcernsyouthatyourknavesPickupamanner，nordiscredityou：
　　Zooks，arewepilchards，thattheysweepthestreetsAndcountfairprizewhatcomesintotheirnet?
　　He’sJudastoatittle，thatmanis！
　　Justsuchaface！Why，sir，youmakeamends。
　　Lord，I’mnotangry！BidyourhangdogsgoDrinkoutthisquarter-florintothehealthOfthemunificentHousethatharborsmeAndmanymorebeside，lads！morebeside！[30]
　　Andall’scomesquareagain。I’dlikehisface——
　　His，elbowingonhiscomradeinthedoorWiththepikeandlantern，——fortheslavethatholdsJohnBaptist’sheada-danglebythehairWithonehand”Lookyou，now”，aswhoshouldsay
　　Andhisweaponintheother，yetunwiped！
　　It’snotyourchancetohaveabitofchalk，Awood-coalorthelike?oryoushouldsee！
　　Yes，I’mthepainter，sinceyoustylemeso。
　　What，brotherLippo’sdoings，upanddown，[40]
　　Youknowthem，andtheytakeyou?likeenough！
　　Isawthepropertwinkleinyoureye——
　　’Tellyou，Ilikedyourlooksatveryfirst。
　　Let’ssitandsetthingsstraightnow，hiptohaunch。
　　Here’sspringcome，andthenightsonemakesupbandsToroamthetownandsingoutcarnival，AndI’vebeenthreeweeksshutwithinmymew，A-paintingforthegreatman，saintsandsaintsAndsaintsagain。Icouldnotpaintallnight——
　　Ouf！Ileanedoutofwindowforfreshair。[50]
　　Therecameahurryoffeetandlittlefeet，Asweepoflute-strings，laughs，andwhiftsofsong——
　　`Flowero’thebroom，Takeawaylove，andourearthisatomb！
　　Flowero’thequince，IletLisago，andwhatgoodinlifesince?
　　Flowero’thethyme’——andsoon。Roundtheywent。
　　ScarcehadtheyturnedthecornerwhenatitterLiketheskippingofrabbitsbymoonlight，——threeslimshapes，Andafacethatlookedup……zooks，sir，fleshandblood，[60]
　　That’sallI’mmadeof！Intoshredsitwent，Curtainandcounterpaneandcoverlet，Allthebed-furniture——adozenknots，Therewasaladder！DownIletmyself，Handsandfeet，scramblingsomehow，andsodropped，Andafterthem。IcameupwiththefunHardbySaintLawrence，hailfellow，wellmet，——
　　`Flowero’therose，IfI’vebeenmerry，whatmatterwhoknows?’
　　Andso，asIwasstealingbackagain，[70]
　　TogettobedandhaveabitofsleepEreIriseupto-morrowandgoworkOnJeromeknockingathispooroldbreastWithhisgreatroundstonetosubduetheflesh，Yousnapmeofthesudden。Ah，Isee！
　　Thoughyoureyetwinklesstill，youshakeyourhead——
　　Mine’sshaved——amonk，yousay——thesting’sinthat！
　　IfMasterCosimoannouncedhimself，Mum’sthewordnaturally；butamonk！
　　Come，whatamIabeastfor?tellus，now！[80]
　　IwasababywhenmymotherdiedAndfatherdiedandleftmeinthestreet。
　　Istarvedthere，Godknowshow，ayearortwoOnfig-skins，melon-parings，rindsandshucks，Refuseandrubbish。Onefinefrostyday，Mystomachbeingemptyasyourhat，ThewinddoubledmeupanddownIwent。
　　OldauntLapacciatrussedmewithonehandItsfellowwasastinger，asIknew，Andsoalongthewall，overthebridge，[90]
　　Bythestraightcuttotheconvent。Sixwordsthere，WhileIstoodmunchingmyfirstbreadthatmonth：”So，boy，you’reminded，”quoththegoodfatfatherWipinghisownmouth，’twasrefection-time，——”Toquitthisverymiserableworld?
　　Willyourenounce”……”themouthfulofbread?”thoughtI；
　　Bynomeans！Brief，theymadeamonkofme；
　　Ididrenouncetheworld，itsprideandgreed，Palace，farm，villa，shop，andbanking-house，Trash，suchasthesepoordevilsofMedici[100]
　　Havegiventheirheartsto——allateightyearsold。
　　Well，sir，Ifoundintime，youmaybesure，’Twasnotfornothing——thegoodbellyful，Thewarmsergeandtheropethatgoesallround，Andday-longblessedidlenessbeside！”Let’sseewhattheurchin’sfitfor”——thatcamenext。
　　Notovermuchtheirway，Imustconfess。
　　Suchato-do！Theytriedmewiththeirbooks：
　　Lord，they’dhavetaughtmeLatininpurewaste！
　　`Flowero’theclove，[110]
　　AlltheLatinIconstrueis，”Amo”Ilove！’