cinge filosofi in villa nostra» .
[surrounding the philosophers in our villa» .]
The librarian, probably tired from the complicated read, cleans his glasses with a blue tissue he picks up from his pocket: «If you don’t mind, I need to retreat… to the toilet. Will be back soon».
«Don’t worry, sorry to waste your time.»
I take advantage to think about the news in this quatrain. An unknown painter stole the bones from Venice’s cathedral: probably because of the risky mission he was called crazy. He then donated the body to the Magnificent, who used to display it in Careggi’s villa: the headquarters of the Neoplatonic Academy to which participated, apart from Lorenzo, the same Poliziano. In the meanwhile, the manuscript expert came back and starts reading the Magnificent’s last words:
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