...could not be conceived than the utter desolation which lay before us. Everything that met the e}re or ear seemed teeming with melancholy associations...city. " A few minutes' walk led us to a conspicuous object on the right hand side of the wharf. It was a solitary gateway, towering above the huge mass...

...not be conceived than the utter desolation which lay before us. Everything that met the eye or car seemed teeming with melancholy associations ; the very rustling of the trees and the munnnr of the waves sounded like a dirge for the departed grandeur of the city. " A few minutes' walk...

...material, for the poverty-stricken Portuguese preferred to carry away cut stone than to quarry it. Everything that met the eye or ear seemed teeming...and the murmur of the waves sounded like a dirge for departed grandeur. Beyond the gateway a level road, once a crowded thoroughfare, led to the Terra di...

...material, for the poverty-stricken Portuguese preferred to carry away cut stone than to quarry it. Everything that met the eye or ear seemed teeming...and the murmur of the waves sounded like a dirge for departed grandeur. Beyond the gateway a level road, once a crowded thoroughfare, led to the Terra di...

...over the eastern hills, we started on our tour of inspection, and, as a preliminary measure. talked down the wharf, a long and broad road, lined with...the trees and the murmur of the waves sounded like a flirge for the departed grandeur of the city. J" " A few minutes' walk led us to a conspicuous object...