He took the name of Borgia, when he came to Rome to be made Cardinal, and to share in his uncle's greatness.
[2] The marriage of his nephew Nicolo della Rovere to Laura, the daughter of Alexander VI.

by Giulia Bella, in 1505, long after the Borgia family had lost its hold on Italy, is a curious and unexplained incident.
Rome rejoiced.

The Holy City attired herself in festival array, exhibiting on every flag and balcony the Bull of the house of Borgia, and crying like the Egyptians when they found Apis:-- Vive diu Bos! Vive diu Bos! Borgia vive! Vivit Alexander: Roma beata manet.
In truth there was nothing to convince the Romans of the coming woe, or to raise suspicion that a Pope had been elected who would deserve the execration of succeeding centuries.

In Roderigo Borgia the people only saw, as yet, a man accomplished at all points, of handsome person, royal carriage, majestic presence, affable address.

He was a brilliant orator, a passionate lover, a demigod of court pageantry and ecclesiastic parade--qualities which, though they do not suit our notions of a churchman, imposed upon the taste of the Renaissance.