Identifier: italyfromalpstom00stie (find matches)
Title: Italy from the Alps to Mount Etna
Year: 1877 (1870s)
Authors: Stieler, Karl, 1842-1885 Cavagna Sangiuliani di Gualdana, Antonio, conte, 1843-1913, former owner. IU-R Paulus, Eduard, 1837-1907 Kaden, Woldemar, 1838-1907 Trollope, Frances Eleanor, d. 1913 Trollope, Thomas Adolphus, 1810-1892
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Publisher: London : Chapman and Hall
Contributing Library: University of Illinois Urbana-Champaign
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Of THE UNIVERSITY 0 ■ THE ETERNAL CITY IN A MODERN TOGA. 233 ruinous constructions :—the gigantic Baths of Diocletian, in which, and out of which,numerous modern churches, convents, houses and halls, have been built. And theselatter again,—as though infected by the contact of ruin,—are already themselves almostruinous ; as may be seen by their dusky, dusty hue, their cracks and crevices, their blindwindows unopened for many a long year, and their rotting doors. Here, as at the PortaViminalis, Rome consisted solely and wholely of ruins but a few years ago :—ruins
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SEGGIOLA DEL DIAVOLO IN THE ROMAN CAMPAGNA. antique, mediaeval, and modern ! Nothing but ruins. And the population born andbrought up amid these ruins let things perish as they would. In papal Rome no handwas stirred to repair the universal decay with hammer or mortar. But in every corner of the city, in every courtyard, on every piazza, the fountainsplashed with so sweet a lullaby, the three hundred and sixty-five churches offered sowelcome a refuge where weary souls might sleep and dream, that in this atmosphere ofsecular slumber men were scarcely aware of the decay around them, and wandered likesomnambulists amidst the ruins, leading an existence scarcely more animated than that ofthe ivy which covered them. Then came a fresh breath of autumn, and one morning the cannons thundered at thegates of the city. Their sound overpowered the plash of the fountains, the bells of thechurches, and the voices of the chanting monks. The smoke of the great guns enteredin at the open doors of the

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