The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 1, July 1837Various
History
The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 1, July 1837
Various
Periodicals
"As we came forth upon the battlements of the tower, not a
doubt remained that it was indeed the Romans pouring in again
like a flood upon the plains of the now devoted city. Far as
the eye could reach to the west, clouds of dust indicated the
line of the Roman march, while the van was already within a
mile of the very gates. The roads leading to the capital, in
every direction, seemed covered with those, who, at the last
moment, ere the gates were shut, had fled and were flying to
escape the impending desolation. All bore the appearance of a
city taken by surprise and utterly unprepared--as we doubted
not was the case from what we had observed of its actual state,
and from the suddenness of Aurelian's return and approach."
* * * * *
"After one day of preparation and one of assault the city has
fallen, and Aurelian again entered in triumph. This time in the
spirit of revenge and retaliation. It is evident, as we look
on horror-struck, that no quarter is given, but that a general
massacre has been ordered both of soldier and citizen. We can
behold whole herds of the defenceless populace escaping from
the gates or over the walls, only to be pursued--hunted--and
slaughtered by the remorseless soldiers. And thousands upon
thousands have we seen driven over the walls, or hurled from
the battlements of the lofty towers to perish, dashed upon the
rocks below. Fausta cannot endure these sights of horror, but
retires and hides herself in her apartments.
"No sooner had the evening of this fatal day set in, than a
new scene of terrific sublimity opened before us, as we beheld
flames beginning to ascend from every part of the city. They
grew and spread till they presently appeared to wrap all
objects alike in one vast sheet of fire. Towers, pinnacles,
and domes, after glittering awhile in the fierce blaze, one
after another fell and disappeared in the general ruin. The
Temple of the Sun stood long untouched, shining almost with the
brightness of the sun itself, its polished shafts and sides
reflecting the surrounding fire with an intense brilliancy. We
hoped that it might escape, and were certain that it would,
unless fired from within--as from its insulated position the
flames from the neighboring buildings could not reach it. But
we watched not long ere from its western extremity the fire
broke forth, and warned us that that peerless monument of
human genius, like all else, would soon crumble to the ground.
To our amazement, however, and joy, the flames, after having
made great progress, were suddenly arrested, and by some cause
extinguished--and the vast pile stood towering in the centre of
the desolation, of double size, as it seemed, from the fall and
disappearance of so many of the surrounding structures.
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