The traveller, when after his return he finds himself wrapped up in the impenetrable gloom of a London fog, or sees the gay months of May and June clouded with perpetual vapors, turns his recollections with complacency to the pure azure that canopies Rome and Naples, and contemplates in thought the splendid tints that adorn the vernal skies of Italy. - Classical Tour Through Italy, by Rev. Chetwode Eustace.


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