Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: THird Day SNUFFERS AND SPINNING- WHEELS Frascati ESTERDAY having been surcharged with marbles, as was the pasture of Poggio's buffalo and of Chateaubriand's "oxen with enormous horns," I dreamed all night of the Forum where I had been overfed, and felt like the herds of the Campo Vaccino, chewing their cud in the stable. If I stay in Rome today, my feet will carry me back there in spite of me. I shall again be subjugated by the exaltation which laid hold of me yesterday and made me despise everything not Caesarean, and I shall spend there every one of the few days that must be so divided that I shall see something of all Rome. It would be wise to put a broad piece of the Campagna between me and the Forum. I must go up in themountains, and breathe the spring air, perfumed with recent life. The shady places, the running waters, the attractive villas of Frascati will help me, by their familiar association with the everyday life of a most recent past, to come back to the present century. Tomorrow, once again in the varied city, I shall be able to look about me without so many sighs, and may I see something that is not /// Once outside the city gates, we may read any descriptions of the Roman Campagna, however old, without perceiving how many generations ago it was written. "For a long distance on our left hand, we have the Apennines, the prospect of an unpleasant country, humpy, full of deep cuts, incapable of receiving the attack of an army in order, the ground without trees, and a large part of it sterile, the country very open all around for more than ten miles in extent; and almost all of it is of this character, with very few houses." As Montaigne saw the surroundings of Rome, so we see them today. Should I try to describe this Campagna, attempting a task before whic...