"His meditation wanders from ruin to mortality, from mortality to the
Christian church which had begun in the Roman underground and had
flowered into it's splendour in Roman basilicas; and through it all
the moon roved her pales solitudes amid the solitudes of ruined Rome."
"About the Colosseum they differed. Oswald with his strong Scottish
moral sense, could not overlook the luxury of its masters and the
blood of their slaves. Corinne told him that he must not bring the
rigour of his principles on morality and justice into the
contemplation of Italian monuments. The death of liberty filled the
world with marvels."
"Many travellers, rashly braving the Assyrian summer, succumbed to
fever; recovering and returning home, they half suspected that the
strange underground world they had seen had been part of their
delirium."
Am on the lookout for another copy of Dame Emilie Rose Macauley's The Pleasure of Ruins from which to continue cribbing. Also, looking for Edwin Teale's Near Horizons, and Billington's dear old Ikon & the Axe, as mine has utterly given up.
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