This change took place while I was still a Florentine.
The Duke of Lucca would none of the new dukedom proposed to him.

He abdicated, and his son became Duke of Parma.

This son was, in truth, a great ne'er-do-well, and very shortly got murdered in the streets of his new capital by an offended husband.
The change was most unwelcome to Lucca, and especially to the baths, which had thriven and prospered under the fostering care of the old Duke.

He used to pass every summer there, and give constant very pleasant, but very little royal, balls at his villa.

The Tuscan satirist Giusti, in the celebrated little poem in which he characterises the different reigning sovereigns in the peninsula, calls him the Protestant Don Giovanni, and says that in the roll of tyrants he is neither fish nor flesh.
Of the first two epithets I take it he deserved the second more than the first.