Text: Edgar Allan Poe (?), Literary, Broadway Journal (New York), November 1, 1845, vol. 2, no. 17, p. ???, col. ?

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Wiley & Putnam's Foreign Library, No. 1. Memoirs of Benevenuto Cellini, a Florentine Artist; written by Himself. Containing a Variety of Information respecting the Arts and the History of the Sixteenth Century. With the Notes and Observations of G. P. Carpani. Translated by Thomas Roscoe, Esq. Vol. 1.

All men of letters agree that the Autobiography of Cellini is one of the most interesting books ever written. It could not fail to be so — Cellini having been what he was, and having seen what he saw. He was intimate with all the noted men of his very remarkable age, and was perpetually occupied either in great or in petty intrigue, lie felt keenly — in fact his excessive sensibility amounted to madness — and he has depicted his feelings, not less than his thoughts and deeds, with the hand of a profound moral painter. Horace Walpole has done, indeed, but feeble justice to these Memoirs, in calling them “more amusing than any novel” he knew. They are, perhaps, more instructive than any single history, of the same volume, in existence.

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