Now were fit time for me to scrape a treasure,
    Seeing that work and gain are gone; while he
    Who wears the robe, is my Medusa still. 
  God welcomes poverty perchance with pleasure: 
    But of that better life what hope have we,
    When the blessed banner leads to nought but ill?

While Michelangelo was planning frescoes and venting his bile in sonnets, the fiery Pope had started on his perilous career of conquest.  He called the Cardinals together, and informed them that he meant to free the cities of Perugia and Bologna from their tyrants.  God, he said, would protect His Church; he could rely on the support of France and Florence.  Other Popes had stirred up wars and used the services of generals; he meant to take the field in person.  Louis XII. is reported to have jeered among his courtiers at the notion of a high-priest riding to the wars.  A few days afterwards, on the 27th of August, the Pope left Rome attended by twenty-four cardinals and 500 men-at-arms.  He had previously secured the neutrality of Venice and a promise of troops from the French court.  When Julius reached Orvieto, he was met by Gianpaolo Baglioni, the bloody and licentious despot of Perugia.  Notwithstanding Baglioni knew that Julius was coming to assert his supremacy, and notwithstanding the Pope knew that this might drive to desperation a man so violent and stained with crime as Baglioni, they rode together to Perugia, where Gianpaolo paid homage and supplied his haughty guest with soldiers.  The rashness of this act of Julius sent a thrill of admiration throughout Italy, stirring that sense of terribilita which fascinated the imagination of the Renaissance.  Machiavelli, commenting upon the action of the Baglioni, remarks that the event proved how difficult it is for a man to be perfectly and scientifically wicked.  Gianpaolo, he says, murdered his relations, oppressed his subjects, and boasted of being a father by his sister; yet, when he got his worst enemy into his clutches, he had not the spirit to be magnificently criminal, and murder or imprison Julius.  From Perugia the Pope crossed the Apennines, and found himself at Imola upon the 20th of October.  There he received news that the French governor of Milan, at the order of his king, was about to send him a reinforcement of 600 lances and 3000 foot-soldiers.  This announcement, while it cheered the heart of Julius, struck terror into the Bentivogli, masters of Bologna.  They left their city and took refuge in Milan, while the people of Bologna sent envoys to the Pope’s camp, surrendering their town and themselves to his apostolic clemency.  On the 11th of November, S. Martin’s day, Giuliano della Rovere made his triumphal entry into Bologna, having restored two wealthy provinces to the states of the Church by a stroke of sheer audacity, unparalleled in the history of any previous pontiff.  Ten days afterwards we find him again renewing negotiations with the Signory for the extradition of Michelangelo.