Poggio did not like the monks. He knew several impressive ones, men of great
moral seriousness and learning. But on
the whole he found them superstitious, ignorant, and hopelessly lazy. Monasteries, he thought, were the dumping
grounds for those deemed unfit for life in the world. Noblemen fobbed off the
sons they judged to be weaklings, misfits, or good-for-nothings; merchants sent
their dim-witted or paralytic children there; peasants got rid of extra mouths
they could not feed. The hardiest of the
inmates could at least do some productive labor in the monastery gardens and
the adjacent fields, as monks in earlier, more austere times had done, but for
the most part, Poggio thought, they were a pack of idlers. Behind the thick walls of the cloistery, the
parasites would mumble their prayers and live off the income generated by those
who farmed the monastery’s extensive landholdings.
This is all Professor Greenblatt: his likes, dislikes, hatreds. Professor Greenblatt expresses his views through the mind of Poggio Bracciolini. This is a technique that Greenblatt uses throughout the book.
This is all Professor Greenblatt: his likes, dislikes, hatreds. Professor Greenblatt expresses his views through the mind of Poggio Bracciolini. This is a technique that Greenblatt uses throughout the book.