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Title: With Shelley in Italy : being a selection of the poems and letters of Percy Bysshe Shelley which have to do with his life in Italy from 1818 to 1822
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Shelley, Percy Bysshe, 1792-1822 McMahan, Anna Benneson
Subjects: Poetry of places -- Italy Italy -- Description and travel Poetry
Publisher: Chicago : McClurg
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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pes,is beyond anything I had imagined architecture capable ofproducing. The interior, though very sublime, is of amore earthly character, and with its stained glass andmassy granite columns overloaded with antique figures, andthe silver lamps, that burn for ever under the canopy ofblack cloth beside the brazen altar and the marble fretworkof the dome, give it the aspect of some gorgeous sepulchre.There is one solitary spot among those aisles, behind thealtar, where the light of day is dim and yellow under thestoried window, which I have chosen to visit, and readDante there. I have devoted this summer, and indeed the next year,to the composition of a tragedy on the subject of Tasso^smadness, which I find upon inspection is, if properlytreated, admirably dramatic and poetical. But you willsay I have no dramatic talent. Very true in a cer-tain sense; but I have taken the resolution to see whatkind of tragedy a person without dramatic talent couldwrite. (8) c ATllEDllAL at Milan.Interior.
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* There is one solitary spot amom/ those aisles, behind the altar,where the light of day is dim and yellow under the storied windowwhich I have chosen to visit, and read Dante there. — Letter from Milan, p. 8. THE YEAR 1818 Leghorn, June 5, 1818. We left Milan on the first of May, and travelled acrossthe Apennines to Pisa. This part of the Apennine is far lessbeautiful than the Alps ; the mountains are wide and wild,and the whole scenery broad and undetermined — the im-agination cannot find a home in it. The plain of theMilanese, and that of Parma, is exquisitely beautiful — itis like one garden, or rather cultivated wilderness ; becausethe corn and the meadow-grass grow under high and thicktrees, festooned to one another by regular festoons of vines.On the seventh day we arrived at Pisa, where we remainedthree or four days. A large disagreeable city, almost with-out inhabitants. We then proceeded to this great tradingtown, where we have remained a month, and which, in afew days

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