Italy

The Pleasure Palace of Venaria

'Sweet boy,' she says, 'this night I'll waste in sorrow, For my sick heart commands mine eyes to watch. Tell me, Love's master, shall we meet...

Riddles and Roods in Vercelli

I saw four fair creatures travelling together. Dark were their tracks,  the path very black. Swift was their motion,  faster than fowl they flew through the air,  dove...

The Joanna-of-Naples Cure

I don’t know about you but reading about antique hardships really warms my heart. It’s not Schadenfreude exactly; the pleasure comes not from the...