Salve Venetia, gleanings from Venetian history; vol. ICrawford, F. Marion (Francis Marion)
History
Salve Venetia, gleanings from Venetian history; vol. I
Crawford, F. Marion (Francis Marion)
Venice (Italy) -- History
Now the whole feast ended with two pageants; but I confess that I
know not by what name to call them, and so I shall describe them in
such manner that thou mayest easily understand them. The one was,
as it were, a race and the other a combat; and both were on
horseback, the first without reins and only with staves and
banners, that it seemed to be some military exercise; but in the
second game arms were needed, and it was like unto a real battle.
Both in the one and in the other we marvelled at the gifts of the
Venetians, who are not only wonderful sailers of ships, but are
also very skilled in all those exercises which belong to the art of
war.
For they showed such experience of riding and such deep knowledge
of the handling of arms, and such endurance of fatigue, that one
might set them up for examples to other warlike nations. The two
games were held in that square of which I deem there is not the
like in the world, that is over against the marble and gold front
of the temple of Saint Mark.
No stranger had a share in the first of the games, but four and
twenty nobles, the goodliest and most richly clad, kept for
themselves this part of the pageants....
It was a good sight to see so many young men, in clothes of purple
and gold, curbing and spurring their well-shod steeds, all
shiningly caparisoned, that seemed hardly to touch earth in their
swift course. These young men obeyed the gesture of their chief
with such precision that as the first reached the goal and left the
field, a second took his place on the track, and then a third, and
so on till the first began again, so well that they kept up the
racing all day long, and that at evening one might have believed
that there had been but one cavalier who rode; and while they ran
thou wouldest have seen now the gilded tips of their staves flying
through the air, and now thou couldest have heard their red flags
stiffening in the breeze with a sound as of wings.
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