Roman Afternoon

When Vespers are over, the afternoon sun and the keen air are themselves an invitation to walk. Today it shall be one of the other six hills of Rome that lie to the north of our convent on the Aventine. As I pass along the road which curves gently down the hillside I see the Palatine; and the heavy ruins of the imperial palaces catch the late sunshine, giving their brickwork a mellowing of gold, in contrast with the dark pines that group themselves along its low hilltop. Away to the right the Alban Hills still carry a covering of snow; and the wind that blows from them has a bite in its breath. The Circus Maximus lies below; and on its far side a tram jolts noisily on its iron track, where formerly the chariots drawn by their racing horses sped along the course beneath the watching eyes of Virgil:Ut cum carceribus sese effudere quadrigae,Addunt in spatia, et frustra retinacula tendensFertur equis auriga, neque audit currus habenas.As when the chariots have poured out of their starting-pens, they add lap to lap; and the driver, tugging vainly at the bridles, is carried forward by his horses; nor does the team give heed to the reins. Georgies, I, 512-514

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