Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1856-11-06

and when we came to Rome, the thought
that we would see the great original made
me very happy. And now that we have
just returned from the Rospigliosi Palace.
where we have been gazing at the frescoe
for nearly two hours, how glad am to feel
that am not disappointed. The golden
haired Apollo, the chariot of the Sun, its
fiery stceds, those beauteous nymphs, and
the light they herald streaming over the
dark blue sea, all, ALL, glowed before
me-
80, mark again, the cocrsers Of the sun,
At Guidos call their round of glory rum
Again the rosy Hours resume their flight.
Obscured and lost in foods OF golden light.''
The summer house, on the ceiling of which
is this exquisite frescoe, is in a garden OF
the palace-a garden full Of the rarest flow
ers and bordered by orange arbors in full
bloom, loading the air with sweets and for
ming delicious shade Such morning
as this has been to remember.
7Hursdoy-To-day we have spent most
of our time in the Protestant Burial ground,
in lovely spot by the walls of Rome. But
among all those marble tombs with their in
scripuons, so touching to read in our dear
mother tongue, of those who had come to
this distant land to find but grave, we
found two, near which we fingered and lin
gered again. And these were the words
we read on one:
"HERE LIES ONE WHOSE NAME WAS WRIT
TEN IN WATER"
Alas, poor Keats! Could he have but
known how many plying and admiring
hearts would bend over that lowly grave,
with its little wilderness of
''Sweet- blooming vioeis, covered mp in leaves"
those despairing words would never have
been uttered. On another tablet, a plain
grey stone, these lines were engraven:
"PERCY BYSSHE SHELLY:
Con CoRDIUM''
The dates of his birth and death were con-
cealed by the dropping branches of beau
tiful rose tree. How vividly his own words
came into my mind as sat in the shade at
the head of Shelev's grave, and looked ov-
er to that of John Keats
'.Wc are as clouds that veil the midnight moon:
How rcstlessly they speed, and eleam, and quiv
Stretching the darkness radantly: vet soon
Night closes round. and they are lost lorercr''
What could better image the lives of those
two poets? Life was indeed to them
"fitful fever" but may we not trust they
now "sleep well" beneath those lovely
skies, with flowers growing on their breasts
and nightingales singing through the long.
bright summer days in TIE dark, high frs
around? To each fragrant breeze that
passes by. to each bright bird with its
flood Of rapture so divine" and to each
sweet rose and violet t'lat hold tender watch
above those poet forms. we could almost
hear their spirit voices sighine. as we
breathea or low adieu:
"Dimni paoe y TIA farcllar'
Friaay.-We took pleasant drive over
10 the Corsini Palace in the Trastevere this
morning. The beautiful grounds behind
the palace cover the whole slope OF the Ja-
from the summit of which the
view Of Rome is superb. We did not, how.
ever, remain very long admiring it, for we
were so eager to see the gem Of the Corsi-
nj Gallery-Murillo's Madonna and Child.
II IS only mentioned in the catalogues
around as GA Young Mother," but it is
well known the artist intended it to repre-
sent the Madonna. Lovely is that dark
eyed mother and her little child, but there
is no halo cleaning around the baby brow;
it is in this Murillo has differed from all
other masters. imagine The scene is too
Every human" to entirely please IA Catho-
lie heart; a Carlo Dolce near by images
forth all he would find wanting in Murillo.
This was my thought as | gazed, and ]
lot it down, not sure that it may not be
deemed presumptuous to institute the
slightest comparison between the two pic
lures.
This gallery is particularly rich in the
German ard Flemish schools Rubens,
Teniers, Vandyke, Albert Durer, and Hol-
bein are all represented. We noticed also
two exquisite cabinet etlandscapes by Claude,
Prometheus on Mount Caucasus by Saliva
tor Rosa, and a portrait of lovely woman
by Leonardo da Vince In the same cham
Der with the Murillo, there is ancient curu-
le chair Of white marble, one of the most
interesting relics we have yet seen in
Rome. 1t is covered with fine base -rcliefs.
1 had the pleasure ofsitting few moments
in that once august seat. AS we were
quitting the gallery, we fingered while in
the first Camera, to take another long look
at picture of the Isola Bela--the Beautl-
full Isle of Lake Maggiore We will visit