I was there, with the Godi and the Piovene, breathing the enmity between the Godi and Piovene families. Homo homini lupus, wrote Plautus in Asinaria and we too learned, from the Latins, to say.
Not always, not completely, never completely, the ideal we pursue is translated.

Our grandiose, ideal, peaceful Vicenza was not such in the history of these two noble families, who shared this stretch of territory under the plateau. Thus, three years before my death, rumors reached the city of the murder of Fabio Piovene, hidden in a closet, under the blows of the dagger of Count Orazio Godi and his men.

If even in a small part, myself and my work, were or am part of it, then I deny the fruit of my genius, or of my inheritance. But even if you want to deny, the two villas are there, side by side, opposite and very close.
 
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