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News finally leaked from Gardone, where the estate of the aesthetic, erratic, eremitic Gabriele d'Annunzio (officially, il Principe di Monte Nevoso - Prince of the Snowy Mountain) is situate. It appeared that the Premier had gone on a visit to d'Annunzio, that, when they met, they had fallen upon each other's necks, kissed. D'Annunzio is reported to have exclaimed: "A new era begins!" And Mussolini was stated to have replied: "Even this hour has at last come to pass...
...American Indians. Striking color values he saw in them, grand material for a U.S. ballet. He confided his ambition to design such a ballet to Morris Gest, producer; also discussed plans by which he was to design scenery and costumes for a new play by D'Annunzio, Italian poet, starring Ida Rubenstein, famed dancer, staged by Max Reinhardt, produced by Gest. "Those five names are five aces," said Mr. Bakst, "better than any poker hand." Bakst's most renowned sets were those he designed for the Chauve Souris, Boris Godunov, L'Apres-Midi d'un Faune...
...sightless and handless man stood up to address the Chamber. He was Carlo Delcroix, Italy's living symbol of the War and all the horrors and glories it represented. This man, whose power over the Italian people can be compared to that of Mussolini and d'Annunzio, was nominated a Fascist Deputy as a compliment and a tribute. That was before he bared his fangs and showed that his bite was more powerful than his bark. When, earlier in the year, he bitterly attacked Fascismo, his Fascist comrades were not so sure that they had done a good...
With the magnificent gesture peculiar to him, Gabriele d'Annunzio, now Prince of Snowy Mountain, wrote to the newspaper Provincia di Brescia affecting proud disdain of the world, the flesh and the devil outside of his villa: "I beg you to declare that I have become the solitary, proud artist of 1911. It is my firm decision not to care or to know what happens outside my villa. Every evening, I burn before an altar of stone the heap of the day's unopened and unanswered letters. To write to me is useless, to come to my door...
Came the War. Benito caught fire of d'Annunzio, and in 1919 he said: "I yearn for a paganizing people, loving life, struggle, progress, not blindly believing in revealed truths, nay despising miraculous pharmacopoeia. It has no room in an intense movement of minds and activities for formulae, parties and men monopolizing divine 'specifics...