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Title: Recollections and impressions,
Year: 1907 (1900s)
Authors: Sellar, Eleanor Mary Dennistoun, 1829-
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Publisher: Edinburgh London : W. Blackwood
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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dedicated totheir own granny and to me, has been christened the granary, and many happy hours have Ispent in this ideal home. X 322 CHAPTER XXIII. Wherever I may wander I shall write with my tears, Oh, my friend,your place is empty !—From a Persian Poet. Yet I argue notAgainst Heavens hand or will, nor bate a jotOf heart or hope; but still bear up and steerRight onwards. —Milton. 1890. As soon as we could get away from Edinburgh thisyear we went to Italy, as my husband was finishingthe chapter on Propertius in his volume upon Horace and the Elegiac Poets/ and was anxiousto ascertain, if possible, the exact spot in Umbriafrom which the poet came. We went directly toPerugia, where my cousin Constance and herdaughter, Beryl Nicholson, met us. It was ourfirst visit to Perugia, beautiful for situation inall the earth ! We arrived when it was dark,and next morning, when we threw open shuttersand windows, we almost cried out with delight, sowonderful and beautiful was the view. Certainly
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From iin cns^ravhi^ by JuDics Jlitii, 1890. WILLIAM YOUNT. SliLLAR, Professor oi Humanity in the Lniversit\ op Edinburgh,1863 to 1890. IN ITALY. 323 a city set on a hill, though rather fatiguingto get at, amply repays one by the extent ofits views on all sides. Perugia has, besidesits beauty, many interests, with its old medisevalbuildings and its wonderful collection of Peruginospictures. We drove over to Assisi one day, stopping atthe foot of the hill to see the Church of S. Mariadegli Angeli, built on the site of the originalOratory of St Francis, where the roses still blossomon the bushes said to be sprung from the thornswith which St Francis castigated himself Achorale was being played on the organ, and, tomy astonishment, it was the well - known niggersong, Way down upon the Swanee River, playedvery slowly; and I should not think any Italianworshipper would guess the source whence itcame! Assisi struck me as a gloomy, sad, im-pressive place, but one that would require moretime t

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