[Gutenberg 46092] • A Little Pilgrimage in Italy
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- Authors
- Potter, Olave M.
- Tags
- italy -- description and travel
- Date
- 2014-06-25T00:00:00+00:00
- Size
- 4.21 MB
- Lang
- en
FOREWORD
One morning of high summer three pilgrims met together in the City of Genoa to sally forth in search of sunshine and the Middle Ages.
At least that was what the Poet said, for sunshine and Ancient Stones were the passions of the Poet's life.
The Philosopher insisted that we went in search of Happiness.
It is no matter. But in fact we did meet one July day of sweltering sunshine in Genoa, the Western Gate of Italy, which is a city of grateful shadows, whose narrow streets defy the brilliant sun.
This is a book of simple delights, a chronicle of little pleasures, so I shall not talk much of Genoa, although to my mind she is the most Italian of all the great cities of Italy. Nor shall I speak of Florence, or Naples, or Venice, or Rome. Doubtless, like me, you have loved them all.
If you come with me I shall take you away from the great cities where your feet are bruised on the stony streets and never feel the soft warm earth beneath their soles, where mountainous walls of brick limit your vision to smoke-clouded strips of sky, where you never smell the fragrance of the night. If you come with me I shall take you to the hills, the deep-bosomed rolling hills, with their valleys and their plains and with towered cities riding on their crests. You will lie with me under the olives and stone-pines, where the warm earth cushions your limbs in luxury, and the sunlight flickering in the green shadows lights on a wealth of flowers.
Then, if you will, come back to your haunted streets.
But I am persuaded that if you go there you will find a great content among the little cities of great memories which stand knee-deep in flowers upon the hills of Italy, or in those nobler towns,—Siena, who belongs to the Madonna, and Perugia, whose name is as a torch to light your feet into the Valleys of Romance. In their streets you are seldom shut away from the mountains and the sky; and little gracious weeds and grasses have spread a web among their stones as though an elfin world sought to entrap a monster and pull him down to ruin.
CONTENTS
FOREWORD
AREZZO
CORTONA
PERUGIA
TODI
SIENA AND THE PALIO
SAN GIMIGNANO DELLE BELLE TORRI
MONTE OLIVETO MAGGIORE
CHIUSI
HANNIBAL'S THRASYMENE
ASSISI
GUBBIO
ANCONA
LORETO
RAVENNA
THE REPUBLIC OF SAN MARINO
URBINO
FOLIGNO
CLITUMNUS
SPOLETO
THE FALLS OF TERNI
NARNI
ORVIETO: THE CITY OF WOE
VITERBO
ROME
ILLUSTRATIONS
Perugia: Looking towards Assisi
Siena: Torre del Mangia
San Gimignano
Lake Thrasymene
Assisi: The Lower Church of San Francesco
Ancona: The Fishing Fleet
Spoleto: The Aqueduct
The Falls of Terni
Genoa: The Harbour
A Street in Arezzo
Cortona from the Porta S. Margherita
Perugia: Piazza del Municipio
Perugia: The Ring of the Blessed Virgin
Perugia: Porta Eburnea
Perugia: The Tomb of the Volumnii
A Street in Siena
Siena: S. Domenico and the Via Benincasa
Siena from the Convento dell'Osservanza
Siena: The Palio
San Gimignano: The Washing Place
Chiusi: The Palace of the Bishop
A Street in Assisi
The Little Cloister in S. Francesco d'Assisi
Assisi: The Porziuncula
Gubbio: Piazza Vittorio Emanuele
Gubbio: Via Carmignano
Loreto
San Marino
Urbino: San Francesco
Foligno: The Washing Place
The Temple of Clitumnus
A Street in Spoleto
The Cattle Fair at Narni
A Street in Orvieto
Orvieto: Etruscan Tomb
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