The Third Story
Fra Rinaldo Lieth With His Gossip And Being Found Of Her Husband Closeted With Her In Her Chamber, They Give Him To Believe That He Was In Act To Conjure Worms F...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
The Seventh Story
Madam Filippa, Being Found By Her Husband With A Lover Of Hers And Brought To Justice, Delivereth Herself With A Prompt And Pleasant Answer And Causeth Modify ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
The First Story
Gianni Lotteringhi Heareth Knock At His Door By Night And Awakeneth His Wife, Who Giveth Him To Believe That It Is A Phantom; Whereupon They Go To Exorcise It Wi...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
Here Beginneth the Seventh Day of the Decameron Wherein Under the Governance of Dioneo Is Discoursed of the Tricks Which or for Love or for Their Own Preservation Women Have Hereto...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
The ladies laughed immoderately at Martellino's misfortunes narrated by Neifile, as did also the young men and especially Filostrato, whom, for that he sat next Neifile, the queen ...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
The Eighth Story
Fresco Exhorteth His Niece Not To Mirror Herself In The Glass, If, As She Saith, It Irketh Her To See Disagreeable Folk
The story told by Filostrato at first...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
Neifile having made an end of her story, which was commended of all, Filomena, by the queen's good pleasure, proceeded to speak thus: "The story told by Neifile bringeth to my mind...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
Elisa being now silent, the last burden of the story-telling rested with the queen, who, with womanly grace beginning to speak, said, "Noble damsels, like as in the lucid nights th...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
The Fifth Story
Lisabetta's[240] Brothers Slay Her Lover, Who Appeareth To Her In A Dream And Showeth Her Where He Is Buried, Whereupon She Privily Disinterreth His Head And Set...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio
The Eighth Story
Ferondo, Having Swallowed A Certain Powder, Is Entombed For Dead And Being Taken Forth Of The Sepulchre By The Abbot, Who Enjoyeth His Wife The While, Is Put In...Read Full Lyrics
Artist - Giovanni Boccaccio