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Title: The country of The ring and the book
Year: 1913 (1910s)
Authors: Treves, Frederick, Sir, 1853-1923
Subjects: Browning, Robert, 1812-1889
Publisher: London : Cassell
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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by Pinturicchio. No doubt Spello hasits prefect and its council, its council chamber and itscourt of justice, from which it thunders forth the man-dates of the law; anyhow, it has its city palace, adornedwith Roman inscriptions and other insignia of extremeage. And yet, with all this, it is scarcely more thana village. It is, indeed, a little cockerel of a town, crowingon the top of its stone heap ; a toy town such as amonarch would give to a petted princelet for a play-thing ; a miniature city of Troy deporting itself withunsurpassable assurance—and yet, above all, a rare andlovable little place. There is nothing about Spello thatis modern. It is a fragment of the Middle Ages, anunspoiled model of the town that was. It is a dream-compelling place, full of charm and picturesqueness tothe remotest nook of its hazardous byways. The Via Flaminia does not pass through the town ;for, indeed, the climbing of the hill and the descent ofthe same would daunt the heart of the bravest post-204
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From Perugia to Foligno by Assisi horse. But it passes close beneath the city wall and infront of the city gate; so that Pompilia, as she rode by,could hardly have failed to peep through the archwayand to have wondered into what kind of curious townthe cobbled street was leading, for to look through thegate of Spello is to look through a door leading intothe past. A few miles beyond Spello, by the same level roadand through the same vast vineyards, the town ofFoligno is reached. It is a large place possessed, asthe guide books say, of various industries and anepiscopal residence. As the hills have at this spotretired a little to the east, Foligno is left alone andunsheltered in the vast flat plain. Pompilia and Caponsacchi would reach Folignoabout six in the evening. Those who wished them illdeclared that they spent the night in the town; but notone item of evidence was ever forthcoming to supportthis statement. Moreover, the speed at which they weretravelling, as shown by the hour wh

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