Ludovico Ariosto quotes - page 5

But that he wrought so high the specious tale, As manifested plainly, 'twas a lie. (Ludovico Ariosto)
For Loveliness Needs not the foreign aid of ornament, But is, when unadorned, adorned the most. View quote
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But in a farther age shall rise along The banks of Po two greater still than he; The world which smiled on him shall do them wrong Till they are ashes, and repose with me. The first [Ariosto] will make an epoch with his lyre And fill the earth with feats of chivalry: His fancy like a rainbow, and his fire, Like that of Heaven, immortal, and his thought Borne onward with a wing that cannot tire; Pleasure shall, like a butterfly new caught, Flutter her lovely pinions o'er his theme, And Art itself seem into Nature wrought By the transparency of his bright dream. View quote
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Orlando Furioso: A New Verse Translation. View quote
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