Know, that the lightning sanctifies below
Whate'er it strikes;—yon head is doubly sacred now.'"[4]
The transfer of these sacred ashes on the 6th of June, 1801, was one of the most brilliant spectacles of the short-lived Italian republic, and to consecrate the memory of the ceremony, the once famous fallen Intrepidi were revived, and re-formed into the Ariostean academy. The large public place through which the procession paraded, was then for the first time called Ariosto Square.[5]
We must return to Mr. Stebbing's delightful Lives of the Italian Poets, which work has so frequently aided us in the previous columns.
FANNY.
(For the Mirror.)
"I saw thy form in youthful prime,
Nor thought that pale decay
Would steal before the steps of time,