ROME. Drawn by C. Stanfield, A.R.A. "Turn to the Mole which Hadrian reared on high, Whose travelled phantasy from the far Nile's To build for giants, and for his vain earth, His shrunken ashes, raise this dome: How smiles The gazer's eye with philosophic mirth, To view the huge design which sprung from such a birth! Oh Rome! my country! city of the soul! Lone mother of dead empires! and control In their shut breasts their petty misery. What are our woes and sufferance? Come and see A world is at our feet as fragile as our clay." Childe Harold, canto iv. st. 152 and 78. THIS fine view of Rome, taken from above the Porta di Santo Spirito, commands the castle of St. Angelo, anciently the Mole of Hadrian, the Bridge of St. Angelo, and the left bank of the Tiber, as it washes the modern city in its course, from the Ripetta to the bridge. The most distant part of the city in the view is bounded by the Villa Medici, at present the French Academy, and on its left by the Trinita de Monte; beyond these is the range of mountains which bound the Campagna of Rome. |