Martinsburg gazette and public advertiser. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1826-1833, 1833-06-06

mon even IN Italy. The fall itself
comes rushing down through grotto
TO the face OF the precipice, over which
it leaps and looks like subterranean
river just coming to light. Its bed is
rough above, and II bursts forth from
its cavern in dazzling foam, and falls
IN one spray sheet to the gulf. The
falls of Montmorenci are not unlike it,
We descended to the bottom, and
from the little terrace, wet by the
spray anddark with ovcrhanging rocks,
looked up the "cavern of Neptune a
deep passage, through which half the
divided river rushes to meet the fall in
the guilt. Then remounting to the top,
we took mules to make the three miles
circuit of the glen, and see what are
called fhe CascatclH.
No fairy-work could exceed the
beauty of the little antique SYPHILIS TEN.
pie, perched ON the top Of the crag a.
bove the fab. AS we rode round the
other edge of the glen it stood opposite
us IN all the beauty ofits light and airy
architecture, a thing that might be
Borne, "like Lorctto's chapel, thro'
the air" and seem no miracle.
A mile farther on began to rccog-
nize the features of the scene, at most
lovely point OF view. 1t was the sub
ject OF one Of Coles landscapes, which
l had seen in Florence; aud need not
say to any one who knows the works
Of this admirable artist, that it was
done with truth and tastes The little
town of Tivoli hangs on a jutting lap
oil the mountain, ON the side of the
ravinc opposite to your point Of view.
From beneath its walls, as il its foun.
dations were laid upon a rivers foun-
tains, bursts toam;ng water in some
thirty different falls; and it seems to
you as if the long declivities were that
moment for the first time ovcrllowcd,
for the currcntsgo dashing under trees,
and Overlapping vines and shrubs, ap.
pearing and disappearing continually.
I'LL they all meet in the quiet bed of
the river below, at icas made Jv Der.
mini" said the guide, az we stood gaz-
ing at it; and, odd us this information
sounded, while wondering at a specte.
Gle worthy Of the happiest accident of
nature it will explain the phenomena
OF the place to you--the artist having
turned mountain river from its course,
and leading il under the town of Two.
Ii, threw it over the sides Of the precip.
itous hill upon which it stands. One
OF the streams appears from beneath
the ruins Of the villa of Mecmnas,"
which topples over prccipice Just be-
low the town, looking over the cam
pagna towards Rome--a situation wor-
thy OF the patron of the poets. We
rode through the immense subterranean
arches, which formed its court in as.
cending the mountain again to the
town.
Near Tiyoli is the ruined Villa of
Adrian, where was found the Venus
de Medicis, and some other of the
wonders Of antique art. The sun had
set, however, and the long campagna
Of 20 miles lay between US and Rome.
We were Compelled to leave it unseen.
We entered the gates at nine o'clock,
xarobbed--rather an unusual good for.
tune, we were told, for travellers after
dark on that lonely waste. Perhaps our
number deprived US of the romance.
l left n crowded ballroom at mid.
night, wearied with day at Tivoli,
and oppressed with an atmosphere
breathed by two hundred, dancing and
card-playing, Romans and foreigners;
and with a step from the portico OF the
noble palace Of our host, came into d
broad beam of moonlight, that with
stiffness and coolness OF the night re-
freshed me at once, and banished all
disposition for sleep. A friend was with
me, and | proposed ramble among
the RUNS
The sentinel challenged US as we
entered the Forum. The frequent rob-
berries of romantic strangers in this
lonely place have made guard neces-
sary, and they are now stationed from
the Arch of Seyerus to the Coliseum.
We passed an hour rambling among
tho ruins of the temples. Not loot
step was to be heard, nor a sound even
from the rear city--and the tall col
umns, with their broken iriezes and
capitals, and the grand imperishable
arches, stood up in the bright light of
the moon, looking indeed like monu-
ments of Rome. | am told they are
less majestic by day light. The rub
bisn and fresh earth injure the effect.
But have as yet seen them in the
garb of moonlight only, and I shall
carry this impression away. Ii is to