Works
Many of Baldus' works are incomplete. He left voluminous commentaries on the Pandects and on the Codex Justinianus. His Commentary on the Libri Feudorum, a twelfth century compilation of feudal law provisions, is considered to be one of the best of his works. He also commented on the canon law compilations of decretals, the Liber Extra and the Liber Sextus. In addition to these commentaries, Baldus wrote a number of treatises on specialised legal topics. Baldus' major effort, however, went into the writing of some 3,000 consilia (legal opinions). No other medieval lawyer has so many consilia preserved.
Baldus's work on the law of evidence and the gradations of proof was a high point of medieval thought in the area and remained the standard treatment of the subject for centuries.
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