Result obtained, he bade the Governor Summon the Congregation and despatch. Summons made, sentence passed accordingly -Death by beheading. When his death-decree Was intimated to Onofrio, all Man could do-that did he to save himself. To disengage a man of family, So young too, from his grim entanglement : But Cardinal Aldobrandini ruled There must be no diversion of the law. Justice is justice, and the magistrate Bears not the sword in vain. Who sins must die. So, the Marchese had his head cut off, With Rome to see, a concourse infinite, In Place Saint Angelo beside the Bridge: Where, demonstrating magnanimity Adequate to his birth and breed,-poor boy!He made the people the accustomed speech, Exhorted them to true faith, honest works, And special good behaviour as regards A parent of no matter what the sex, Bidding each son take warning from himself. Truly, it was considered in the boy Stark staring lunacy, no less, to snap So plain a bait, be hooked and hauled ashore Why make confession of his privity To Paolo's enterprise? Mere sealing lips Or, better, saying "When I counselled him What could I mean but 'Hide our parent's shame Enough dotation to prevent its ghost From troubling earth!'" Mere saying thus,—'t is plain, Not only were his life the recompense, Anyhow, when the Pope made promise good (That of Aldobrandini, near and dear) And gave Taverna, who had toiled so much, A Cardinal's equipment, some such word As this from mouth to ear went saucily: "Taverna's cap is dyed in what he drew From Santa Croce's veins!" So joked the world. I add: Onofrio left one child behind, A daughter named Valeria, dowered with grace To life the shorter for her father's fate. By death of her, the Marquisate returned To Santa Croce from their ancestors. And no word more? By all means! know Would you The authoritative answer, when folk urged Pricked with pride, The simpleton must ostentatiously Display a ring, the Cardinal's love-gift, Given to Onofrio as the lady's gage; Which ring on finger, as he put forth hand To draw a tapestry, the Cardinal Saw and knew, gift and owner, old and young; Whereon a fury entered him-the fire He quenched with what could quench fire only-blood. Nay, more: "there want not who affirm to boot, Feigned ignorance of who the wight might be Dared next day, smug as ever, go pay court So ends the chronicler, beginning with "God's justice, tardy though it prove perchance, Rests never till it reach delinquency.” Ay, or how otherwise had come to pass That Victor rules, this present year, in Rome? FILIPPO BALDINUCCI ON THE PRIVILEGE OF BURIAL. A REMINISCENCE OF A.D. 1676. 1876. I. "No, boy, we must not - so began "We must not "—and he seemed to wince, His chuckle at my piece of news, How cleverly I aimed my stone- "I fear we must not pelt the Jews! II. "When I was young indeed,-ah, faith Because we cursed or kicked the crew. |