Under those vast resounding vaults swarmed a brood of mediaeval _bravi_--like the wasps that hang their pear-shaped combs along the cloisters of Pavia.

There the ghost of the dead empire still sat throned and sceptred.

The rites of Christianity were carried on beneath Agrippa's dome, in Diocletian's baths, in the Basilicas.

No other style but that of the imperial people struck root near the Eternal City.

Among her three hundred churches, Rome can only show one Gothic building.