The Piazza and Piazzetta are by no means empty at half-past nine in the morning, yet these myriad tons of brick and stone sank bodily to the ground and not a human bruise resulted.

Here its behaviour was better than that of the previous campanile of S.Giorgio Maggiore, which, when it fell in 1774, killed one monk and injured two others.

Nor was S.Mark's harmed, although its sacristan confesses to have been dumb for three days from the shock.

The falling golden angel from the top of the campanile was found in front of the central door as though to protect the church.

Sansovino's Loggetta, it is true, was crushed and buried beneath the debris, but human energy is indomitable, and the present state of that structure is a testimony to the skill and tenacity which still inhabit Venetian hands and breasts.
What I chiefly miss in the new campanile is any aerial suggestion.