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“The old order changeth, yielding place to new.”
“The beauty which it possesses is unfelt, the language it uses is forgotten ; and in the midst of the city to whose service it has so long been consecrated, and still filled by crowds of the descendants of those to whom it owes its magnificence, it stands, in reality, more desolate than the ruins through which the sheep-walk passes unbroken in our English Valleys."
ST. MARK'S, VENICE.
A MASS of fluted shafts and marble domes,
Great vaulted porches, hollowed out below
of old where now the peasants hear
Sculpture fantastic in its wondrous shapes
And as the crown of all, an Angel band
And over all, amid the capitals,