Then all that man hath done Seemed possible to me.

Alas! how little Of all I dreamed of has my hand achieved! BENVENUTO.
Nay, let the Night and Morning, let Lorenzo And Julian in the Sacristy at Florence, Prophets and Sibyls in the Sistine Chapel, And the Last Judgment answer.

Is it finished?
MICHAEL ANGELO.
The work is nearly done.

But this Last Judgment Has been the cause of more vexation to me Than it will be of honor.

Ser Biagio, Master of ceremonies at the Papal court, A man punctilious and over nice, Calls it improper; says that those nude forms, Showing their nakedness in such shameless fashion, Are better suited to a common bagnio, Or wayside wine-shop, than a Papal Chapel.
To punish him I painted him as Minos And leave him there as master of ceremonies In the Infernal Regions.