Such a city, seen from a terrace where a column of purest marble makes
the rose tints of the sky more clearly felt, may well inspire her
people to weave legends, even in this century of ours, as to her having
been built by angels in the night. Between the cypresses the Duomo,
sometimes so russet brown above the city it is guarding, to-day is
toned and mellowed in the winter sunlight, and the downward markings of
its cupola shine like ribs of alabaster. Whiter still and fairer rises
the campanile “coloured like a morning cloud, and chased like a sea
shell.”
The terraced garden of Rusciano, where granite columns with capitals
encircled by dolphins rise amidst palms and magnolias, lies on the
southern side of the villa facing the heights of Monticci.
A watch-tower on the slopes, a little village in the plain with pointed
bell-tower rising above the jutting roofs of peasant houses low-lying
among the fruit trees, hills palely outlined, their cypress-covered
summits seen against still paler distance, pine trees along the valley
wreathed in mist and nearer, olive trees reflecting, like so many
mirrors, the radiant hues of the morning sunlight on each of their
small pointed leaves—all these things and many more we see from the
garden of Rusciano.
FOOTNOTES:
[27] _Filippo Brunelleschi, sein Leben und seine Werke_, von Cornel von
Fabriczy. Stuttgard, 1892.
[Illustration: VILLA DI POGGIO IMPERIALE.]
[Illustration: (Drawing of gardent of Villa Di Poggio Imperiale)]
VILLA DI POGGIO IMPERIALE
About a mile outside Porta Romana on the heights of Arcetri stands the
fine Villa Poggio Imperiale, now a school for girls. Formerly it was
called Poggio Baroncelli, from the rich and powerful family of that
name who owned large possessions on this side of Florence, and turned
an old castle into a dwelling-house; but they failed in 1487, when
the villa and much of the land belonging to it became the property
of Agnolo Pandolfini, whose descendants sold it to Piero d’Alamanno
Salviati. In 1548 the Salviati were declared rebels and Cosimo I seized
all their possessions.
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