Humanist Heresy, Avignon Susan E. Gunter The words he penned outlive the tomb of time— “We look about for what we find inside.” A clerk in Clement’s court, Petrarch rhymed on living angels. He and Clement turned the tide from out to in—from god to man—from saint to beast. “I am a sinner among sinners”, Clement boasted as he baited the white bear in his menagerie. Taint of florins, stench of power, taste of roasted gilded capon, embrace of whore—this […]
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