ORAZIO

Fool! You've lent your angel's wings to Caravaggio?
He'll shed its feathers in half the taverns in Rome
And, if he doesn’t use his own dice, will lose the wings
To some one-eyed sailor or a pimp from Dubrovnik.
You will not see them ever again, Gentileschi;
Signor Merisi will clap them onto his back one day
And be off. Who knows what he'll say of us
After he's had a few drinks in Heaven?

(for those who are interested in such things, there stil exists a letter from Orazio Gentileschi to his friend Caravaggio, seeking the return of the angel's wings Caravaggio had borrowed.)