“Our happiness is complete, we have forgotten all our disasters, and I
have half a mind to blot out all I have written in the first part of
this letter. We are in the most comfortable house imaginable, with a
good widow and her daughter. You do not know Lusieri. He was my friend
in Italy many years ago. Think what a joy to find him here, presiding
over the troop of artists, architects, sculptors, and excavators that
Lord Elgin has sent here to work for him. He is the most celebrated
artist at present in the world. Pericles would have deified him. He
attends us everywhere, and Pausanias himself would not have made a
better cicerone.
“Athens exceeds all that ever has been written or painted from it.
I know not how to give an idea of it; because, having never seen
any thing like it, I must become more familiar with so much majesty
before I can describe it. I am no longer to lament the voyage I lost
with Lord Berwick; because it is exactly that which a man should see
_last_ in his travels. It is even with joy I consider it is perhaps
the end of all my admiration. We are lucky in the time of our being
here. The popularity of the English name gives us access to many things
which strangers before were prohibited from visiting, and the great
excavations that are going on discover daily some hidden treasures.
Rome is almost as insignificant in comparison with Athens as London
with Rome; and one regrets the consciousness that no probable union of
circumstances will ever again carry the effects of human labour to the
degree of perfection they have attained here.”
No one after this will accuse Clarke of being deficient in enthusiasm;
but this is not all. On reaching the summit of Parnassus, he
bursts forth into expressions of admiration, which, if they were
not justified by the sublime beauty of the scenes themselves,
or by the historical glory with which they must be eternally
associated, would be absurd. “It is necessary to forget all that
has preceded--all the travels of my life--all I ever imagined--all
I ever saw! Asia--Egypt--the Isles--Italy--the Alps--whatever you
will! Greece surpasses all! Stupendous in its ruins! Awful in its
mountains!--captivating in its vales--bewitching in its climate.
Nothing ever equalled it--no pen can describe it--no pencil can portray
it!
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