Chapter: English Literature in the Sixteenth Century
And we return to the English Norton, only for me to remember why I've been ignoring it lately. Ugh. I'd like to think that most things I read make me a better person. Like, I learned something, or I was entertained, or I sat and thought long and hard about what I read.
This didn't happen with "The Courtier." It just made me wanna go back in time and slap around Italian noblemen. The book is essentially just page after page of debate about the role of a courtier in society and the nature of love. It's all about as entertaining as it sounds. It also has paragraphs that can last entire pages, which make it a bit hard on the eye to parse.
Still, we're almost to the good stuff in the 1500s, though first we're gonna have to see what good Queen Bess has to tell us tomorrow. Yippee.