Rule of the Monk; Or, Rome in the Nineteenth CenturyGaribaldi, Giuseppe
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Rule of the Monk; Or, Rome in the Nineteenth Century
Garibaldi, Giuseppe
Italian fiction -- Translations into English; Rome (Italy) -- History -- 1798-1870 -- Fiction
Manlio was meditating over a statue in marble, which he determined to
carve when he should return to Rome, representing the beautiful Julia as
Amphitrite guiding the stumbling Triton. Aurelia and Thompson, absorbed
in thoughts of tenderness, were oblivious of the incidents of the past;
and thus our yachting party returned on board, accompanied to the shore
by all the villagers, with music and joyful hurrahs.
CHAPTER XLI. THE RECLUSE
IN the Italian Archipelago, which may be said to begin in the south at
Sicily, and to extend northward to Corsica, there may be found a nearly
deserted island, composed of pure granite crags, down which delicious
streams of pure water flow, that never quite fail even in summer. It is
rich in vegetation of low but pretty growth, for the tempestuous winds
which rush over it prevent the trees from attaining any great height.
This, however, is compensated by the healthiness of this little island,
in which one may always enjoy fresh and pure air. The plants that grow
out of the crevices in the rocks are chiefly aromatic, and when a fire
is made of the leaves and twigs, they send forth a fragrance which
perfumes the whole vicinity.
The wandering cattle that graze over the promontories of the island, are
small in size but very robust. So are, also, the few inhabitants, who
live not in affluence but sufficient comfort upon the produce of their
tillage, fishing, and shooting, while, moreover, they are supplied with
other necessaries from the continent by the generosity or commerce of
their friends.
The inhabitants being scanty, police and government are superfluous, and
the absence of priests is one of the especial blessings of this little
spot. There God is worshipped, as he should be, in purity of spirit,
without formalism, fee, or mockery, under the canopy of the blue
heavens, with the planets for lamps, the sea-winds for music, and the
greensward of the island for altars.
The head of the principal family on this little island is, like other
men, one who has experienced both prosperity and misfortune. Like other
men he has his faults, but he has enjoyed the honor of serving the cause
of the people. Cosmopolitan, he loves all countries more or less; but
Italy and Rome he loves to adoration.
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