The Cities and Cemeteries of Etruria, Volume 1J. Murray, 1878 - 1078 pages |
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Alsium amphora analogy ancient antiquity arch archaic Athen beautiful beneath Bieda blocks Bomarzo bridge bronze Bull Cære called Campagna Canina Castel d'Asso Cervetri chamber CHAP chaplets character Charun Chiusi Civita Castellana Civita Vecchia cliffs Cluver colour Corneto couch decorated Dion Dionysius early Egyptian Etruria Etrus Etruscan tombs Etrusk excavations extant façades Falerii Falisci Fálleri feet figures fragments gate Gell Gerhard Greece Greek Grotta ground hand head height hewn hollowed inscription Inst Italy kylix Livy masonry mentioned Micali miles Montarozzi monuments Müller Museum necropolis Nepi niches Norchia origin painted tombs painted vases Pelasgic plain Plin Pliny pottery probably Pyrgi ravine relief remains represented resemblance road rock Roman Rome ruins sarcophagi scene seems sepulchres side Signor similar spot stands Strabo style Sutri Tarquinii temple Tiber tion town traces tufo tumulus Veii Vetralla Viterbo Vulci walls woodcut
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Page 82 - Hues which have words, and speak to ye of heaven, Floats o'er this vast and wondrous monument, And shadows forth its glory. There is given Unto the things of earth, which Time hath bent, A spirit's feeling, and where he hath leant His hand, but broke his scythe, there is a power And magic in the ruined battlement, For which the palace of the present hour Must yield its pomp, and wait till ages are its dower.
Page 54 - On Lough Neagh's bank as the fisherman strays, When the clear, cold eve's declining, He sees the round towers of other days, In the wave beneath him shining! Thus shall memory often, in dreams sublime, Catch a glimpse of the days that are over, Thus, sighing, look through the waves of time For the long-faded glories they cover!
Page 491 - In all her length far winding lay, With promontory, creek, and bay, And islands that, empurpled bright, Floated amid the livelier light, And mountains, that like giants stand, To sentinel enchanted land. High on the south, huge Benvenue Down on the lake in masses threw Crags, knolls, and mounds, confusedly hurl'd, The fragments of an earlier world...
Page 447 - Once more we look, and all is still as night, All desolate ! Groves, temples, palaces, Swept from the sight ; and nothing visible, Amid the sulphurous vapours that exhale As from a land accurst, save here and there An empty tomb, a fragment like the limb Of some dismembered giant.
Page xxvii - ... exercises, — we behold them stretched on the death-bed — the last rites performed by mourning relatives — the funeral procession — their bodies laid in the tomb — and the solemn festivals held in their honour. Nor even here do we lose sight of them, but follow their souls to the unseen world — perceive them in the hands of good or evil spirits — conducted to the judgment-seat, and in the enjoyment of bliss, or suffering the punishment of the damned.
Page 20 - And trims his helmet's plume ; When the goodwife's shuttle merrily Goes flashing through the loom ; With weeping and with laughter Still is the story told, How well Horatius kept the bridge In the brave days of old.
Page 237 - Lotos and lilies : and a wind arose, And overhead the wandering ivy and vine, This way and that, in many a wild festoon Ran riot, garlanding the gnarled boughs With bunch and berry and flower thro
Page 117 - In lowly dale, fast by a river's side, With woody hill o'er hill cncompass'd round, A most enchanting wizard did abide, Than whom a fiend more fell is nowhere found. It was, I ween, a lovely spot of ground ; And there a season atween June and May, Half prankt with spring, with summer half imbrown'd, A listless climate made, where sooth to say, No living wight could work, ne cared even for play.
Page 386 - II Mausoleo") is nearly perfect in this respect. It is walled round with travertine blocks, about two feet in length, neatly fitted together, but without cement ; forming an architectural decoration which, from its similarity to the mouldings of Norchia and Castel d'Asso, attests its Etruscan origin.
Page 161 - Ferentum, though small, and probably at no time of political importance, was celebrated for the beauty of its public monuments. Vitruvius cites them as exhibiting