Literary cadet and Rhode-Island statesman. [volume] (Providence, R.I.) 1827-1829, 1828-04-02

vassais for service m courl Or He'd.
ladies for Attendance, aad every other
thing nccdfal or unnccdini Siih Which
human pride Can be pampcrcd, and
honor or humor desire or deserve
Mistress of these enyablc possessions.
had many prncely sui,ors, who met
with such honorable entertainment "a
their many pleasant qualities mcIilcd.
But there was one never seen among
those lattcring snitors, who was a
thriving woocr with my heart, though
he never worshipped at It's shrine ;
and might have had that woman's toy
as a gift which he was either too
humble or too proud to ask.
"This was the noble gcntleman
called Guido dc Medicis, the owner
Of the poor estate, touching upon the
wider skirts Of mine. He was of an
ancient race Of poets, painters, sculP-
tors, legislators, and members Of ali
the intellect Of Italy; that proud land,
where the hand of humble genius is oi
more nobility than the entire body OF
merely honorable birth. But he, Of
whom write, is now cold in grave
only yastcr than his great capacity
The earth embracing the. sea; and
could these miserable and shameful
tears, which fal at the recollection Of
the wrong which | have done him.
outwatcr that sea, they would no,
enough mourn him who is the drown
ed hope and pride Of my dear father
land vainly Therefore do ! weep a
sin which tears may never wash away,
nor any life or death atone for, to
heaven and my county,"
An eloquent and nnpassoncd de-
scription Of Guido follows this;
"From some inquiries which | had
made among his domestics, | learnt
that his heart (Which | had thought
possible TO be minc) was irrcvocably
given to the fair Blanca, daughter of
Baptista Buonavcnti, an old merchant
of Florence and that in few days,
he was to set out for Syracuse to
claim her hand, in fulfimcnt of SOL
emn compact, made when passing his
now ciatc in that city. This intclli-
gence came like death upon my bcart !;
and for many days, | held myself
aversc from the gay company and the
old coultesies Of my house. My no.
bic friends saw my spirit to be sick, +,
and strovc to come at its disease +; but
| had already formed my resolution,
rather than confess my weakness, TO
die of an undiscovered grief; and,
since my malady was hopeless, that it
should also be voiceless. lpreserved
that strict silence which is alone the
security Of secrecy. But, neverthe-
less, wcpt my sorrow in the loneli-
ness and darkness Of the slecplcss
night and this did, till the paleness
of my cheek was now so constant, i'll
stead of its wonted ruddiness, that il
was scarcely noticed, either by the
plying kindly, or the Prying curl
Ous."
Guido leaves his house for Florence
and the Italian Lady, unable to sup.
port his absence, follows him in Sc.
cret, and becomes introduced to Gui.
dos intended bride:
"Bianca Buonavcnti was indeed a
woman worthy of scul ulptor's love
for all those beauties which Art ha:
initiated from Nature were mingled ii
her. In her form were blended al
that had ill then thought the idcali
ties of GrcCian grace and Romai
majesty in motion Size was state
as the swan and swan the air ralhc
than walked the earth. Her step wa
a. an inaudabie music /; her volc,
swecter than the rccoilcctcd music o
dream. Her mind was a book o
pure and wise thoughts, written sure
by some hand divine. Her countc
nance such as angels wear-aud the
were made fai: that man might low
heaven, where all is beautiful. Low
shone in her eyes, but with so hol
and placid a frc-two sister star
burning in the winter, beam not
chastcr light; wherever they turnc
all eyes were illuminated, and what
ever she looked upon reflected bac
the beauty she turned upon it. LII
decd all those fair and admirabl
g qualities which make women worth
Of that paragon of earthly creature
-man-she was perfection. Ths
Guido should .o,c the gentle girl, ws