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• The Vale of Cashmere

  From “The Light of the Harem”
  WHO has not heard of the Vale of Cashmere,
  With its roses the brightest that earth ever gave, …

  Thomas Moore

• The Rhine

  To His Sister
  “Childe Harold,” Canto III.
  THE CASTLED crag of Drachenfels …

  Lord Byron

• The Cataract of Lodore

  Described in “Rhymes for the Nursery”
  “HOW does the water
  Come down at Lodore!” …

  Robert Southey

• The Old Bridge at Florence

  Taddeo Gaddi built me. I am old,
  Five centuries old. I plant my foot of stone
  Upon the Arno, as Saint Michael’s own …

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

• The White Peacock

  From “Sospiri di Roma”
  HERE where the sunlight
  Floodeth the garden, …

  Fiona MacLeod

• To Rome

  From the Spanish by Benjamin B. Wiffen
  Buried in Its Ruins
  STRANGER, ’t is vain! midst Rome thou seek’st for Rome …

  Francisco de Quevedo

• The Coliseum

  From “Childe Harold,” Canto IV.
  ARCHES on arches! as it were that Rome,
  Collecting the chief trophies of her line, …

  Lord Byron

• The Pantheon

  From “Childe Harold,” Canto IV.
  SIMPLE, erect, severe, austere, sublime,—
  Shrine of all saints and temple of all gods, …

  Lord Byron

• A Day in the Pamfili Doria

  Near Rome
  THOUGH the hills are cold and snowy,
  And the wind drives chill to-day, …

  Harriet Beecher Stowe

• February in Rome

  When Roman fields are red with cyclamen,
  And in the palace gardens you may find,
  Under great leaves and sheltering briony-bind, …

  Edmund Gosse

• Saint Peter’s at Rome

  From “Childe Harold,” Canto IV.
  VASTNESS which grows, but grows to harmonize,
  All musical in its immensities; …

  Lord Byron

• A View across the Roman Campagna

  1861
  over the dumb campagna-sea,
  Out in the offing through mist and rain, …

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

• Venice

  Venice, thou Siren of sea cities, wrought
  By mirage, built on water, stair o’er stair,
  Of sunbeams and cloud shadows, phantom-fair, …

  John Addington Symonds

• The Gondola

  Afloat; we move—delicious! Ah,
  What else is like the gondola?
  This level flow of liquid glass …

  Arthur Hugh Clough

• Naples

  From “Italy”
  THIS region, surely, is not of the earth.
  Was it not dropt from heaven? Not a grove, …

  Samuel Rogers

• That England

  From “Aurora Leigh”
  WHOEVER lives true life, will love true love.
  I learned to love that England. Very oft, …

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

• The Knight

  From “Marmion,” Canto I.
  DAY set on Norham’s castled steep,
  And Tweed’s fair river, broad and deep, …

  Sir Walter Scott

• “O, the pleasant days of old!”

  O, The PLEASANT days of old, which so often people praise!
  True, they wanted all the luxuries that grace our modern days:
  Bare floors were strewed with rushes, the walls let in the cold; …

  Frances Browne

• Melrose Abbey

  From “The Lay of the Last Minstrel,” Canto II.
  IF thou wouldst view fair Melrose aright,
  Go visit it by the pale moonlight; …

  Sir Walter Scott

• An Old Time Christmas

  From “Marmion,” Introduction to Canto VI.
  HEAP on more wood!—the wind is chill;
  But, let it whistle as it will, …

  Sir Walter Scott

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