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A view from the top of a steep hill over tile-roofed buildings, a smooth river, and a dense town of brick and stone

Looking south over Verona from Castel San Petro between the Roman theatre and the Roman bridge. Photo by Sean Manning, 2013.

Then felt I like some watcher of the skies
When a new planet swims into his ken;
Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes
He star’d at the Pacific — and all his men
Look’d at each other with a wild surmise —
Silent, upon a peak in Darien.

John Keats (with thanks to the Mr. Green who taught Literature 12 an age ago across the ocean sea)