utting and tearing away her breasts. Battista d'Agnolo del Moro of
Verona painted for the same Duomo, as has been told, the altar-piece
that is on the altar of S. Maria Maddalena, and Girolamo Parmigiano that
of S. Tecla. Paolo Farinato of Verona Bertano commissioned to execute
the altar-piece of S. Martino, and the above-named Domenico Brusciasorzi
that of S. Margherita; and Giulio Campo of Cremona painted that of S.
Gieronimo. And one that was better than any other, although all are very
beautiful, in which is S. Anthony the Abbot beaten by the Devil in the
form of a woman, who tempts him, is by the hand of Paolo Veronese. But
of all the craftsmen of Mantua, that city has never had a more able
master in painting than Rinaldo, who was a disciple of Giulio. By his
hand is an altar-piece in S. Agnese in that city, wherein is Our Lady in
the air, with S. Augustine and S. Jerome, which are very good figures;
but him death snatched from the world before his time.

In a very beautiful antiquarium and study made by Signor Cesare Gonzaga,
which is full of ancient statues and heads of marble, that lord has had
the genealogical tree of the House of Gonzaga painted, in order to adorn
it, by Fermo Ghisoni, who has acquitted himself very well in everything,
and especially in the expressions of the heads. The same Signor Cesare
has placed there, in addition, some pictures that are certainly very
rare, such as that of the Madonna with the Cat which Raffaello da Urbino
painted, and another wherein Our Lady with marvellous grace is washing
the Infant Jesus. In another little cabinet made for medals, which has
been beautifully wrought in ebony and ivory by one Francesco da
Volterra, who has no equal in such works, he has some little antique
figures in bronze, which could not be more beautiful than they are.

In short, between the last time that I saw Mantua and this year of 1566,
when I have revisited that city, it has become so much more beautiful
and ornate, that, if I had not seen it for myself, I would not believe
it; and, what is more, the craftsmen have multiplied there, and they
still continue to multiply. Thus, to that Giovan Battista Mantovano, an
excellent sculptor and engraver of prints, of whom we have spoken in the
Life of Giulio Romano and in that of Marc'Antonio Bolognese, have been
born two sons, who engrave copper-plates divinely well, and, what is
even more astonishing, a daughter, called Diana, who also engraves so
we