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Book : The Borgias And Their Enemies 1431-1519 - Hibbert,...

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-Titulo Original : The Borgias And Their Enemies 1431-1519

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Mariner Books

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This colorful history of a powerful family brings the world they lived in-the glittering Rome of the Italian Renaissance-to life and is simply unputdownable (New York Times Book Review).The name Borgia is synonymous with the corruption, nepotism, and greed that were rife in Renaissance Italy. The powerful, voracious Rodrigo Borgia, better known to history as Pope Alexander VI, was the central figure of the dynasty. Two of his seven papal offspring also rose to power and fame-Lucrezia Borgia, his daughter, whose husband was famously murdered by her brother, and that brother, Cesare, who served as the model for Niccolo Machiavellis The Prince. Notorious for seizing power, wealth, land, and titles through bribery, marriage, and murder, the dynastys dramatic rise from its Spanish roots to its occupation of the highest position in Renaissance society forms a gripping tale. Erudite, witty, and always insightful, Hibbert removes the layers of myth around the Borgia family and creates a portrait alive with his superb sense of character and place. Review PRAISE FOR CHRISTOPHER HIBBERT [A] superbly scrupulous and sympathetic interpreter.-The Boston Globe Simply unputdown-able.-The New York Times Book Review - About the Author Christopher Hibbert has written more than fifty acclaimed books, including The Rise and Fall of the House of Medici and Rome: The Biography of a City. A leading popular historian whose works reflect meticulous scholarship, he is a Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature. He is married with three children and lives in Oxfordshire. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. - Chapter 1 - The Crumbling City Oh God, how pitiable is Rome YOU MUST HAVE heard of this city from others, wrote a visitor to Rome in the middle of the fifteenth century. There are many splendid palaces, houses, tombs and temples here, and infinite numbers of other edifices, but they are all in ruins. There is much porphyry and marble from ancient buildings but every day these marbles are destroyed in a scandalous fashion by being burned to make lime. And what is modern is poor stuff. . . . The men of today, who call themselves Romans, are very different in bearing and conduct from the ancient inhabitants. . . . They all look like cowherds. Other visitors wrote of moss-covered statues, of defaced and indecipherable inscriptions, of parts within the walls that look like thick woods or caves where forest animals were wont to breed, of deer and hares being caught in the streets . . . of the daily sight of heads and limbs of men who had been executed and quartered being nailed to doors, placed in cages or impaled on spears. This was the state of the city that had once been the capital of a mighty empire; now two-thirds of the area inside the walls, which had been built to protect a population of 800,000, was uninhabited, acres of open countryside used for orchards, pasture, and vineyards, and dotted with ancient ruins, which provided safe hiding places for thieves and bandits. And this was the state of the true home of the pope, the leader of the church who could trace his predecessors back in an unbroken line to St. Peter, the apostle entrusted by Christ himself with the care of his flock. For most of the fourteenth century, even the papacy had abandoned Rome. In 1305, distressed by the unrest and bloody disturbances in the city, the French Pope Clement V (1305-14) had set up his court in Avignon, in the rambling palace on the east bank of the Rhone, which is known as the Palais des Papes. In Rome there had been constant calls for the papacy to return from its French exile. Most recently these calls had come from an elderly woman, who could be seen almost every day in the crumbling city, sitting by the door of the convent of San Lorenzo, begging for alms for the poor. She was Birgitta Gudmarsson, the daughter of a rich Swedish judge and widow of a Swedish nobleman,
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