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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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e white road, the gaunt figure of GuidoFranceschini knocking at the barred door, and hisfour companions in a group behind him, faint withfatigue, fanning their dripping foreheads, or stoop-ing forwards to gain breath with their hands on theirknees. La Storta has probably altered but little since thetime when Guido halted there on that winters night.It is a pleasant little hamlet, consisting of a few olddwellings, a large farmhouse and the ancient inn. Theinn is a low building, of no mean size, with a porticofacing the road, and with ample outhouses and stablesclustered around it. It is still a busy place, for it is aninn of excellent repute. Inscriptions painted on thewall announce that it provides choice wines, beer andmineral waters, as well as fresh eggs and garden produce.It, furthermore, is furnished with saloons for banquets.Stripped of its modern plaster and its paint, it wouldappear once more as the old post-house which has so * The full moon fell on December 30th, 1697. •s6
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62.—PERUGIA: A DARK ENTRY The Inn at Merluzza rejoiced the hearts of travellers in centuries gone by,for La Storta is the last stage in the journey to Rome(Plate 31). La Storta is an oasis in the Campagna, and whenwell clear of the hamlet the features of this open countrycan be well appreciated. It is a wide, undulating land,naked and bleak, immense, monotonous, and in coloura weary, faded green. This is the Campagna in January.In the spring it is a little brightened by flowers. Inthe summer, again, it is parched and brown. On allsides, for miles and miles, is the same vast ocean ofwaving downs, smooth as a heaving sea when the windhas dropped, without a house in sight and relieved onlyby occasional trees, by some stretches of wood, by a fewgreen glens, by deep gullies which recall the dongas onthe South African veldt, and by the long white, hedge-less road. What do you think the famous Campagnais like? writes the cheery de Brosses, who saw thisvast grass-land in the winter. It cons

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