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CALDERÓN[1]
I
Arturo Farinelli is an extraordinary man. Marino wrote:
The poet aims to stir the soul to wonder—
Farinelli seems to be carrying the same purpose into the field of literary history.
The first effect his books produce upon the reader is a sense of astonishment. Every one of his volumes is like one of those caves wherein Persian fancy pictures trees laden with rubies, stalactites of emerald, masses of topaz, heaps of diamonds. Everything gleams and flashes in the multiple reflections. If a child enters, he plays with the bright toys. If a miser enters, he crams them in his wallet.
It is not precious stones that shine in the works of Farinelli, but fragments and gems of poetry, of many kinds and of many ages. This jeweler of the spirit has in store all the treasures of
- ↑ Written à propos of Farinelli’s La vita è un sogno (“Life is a Dream”), Vols. I and II, Turin, 1916.
