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St.
Peter's
"She
had not been one of the superior tourists who are 'disappointed' in Saint
Peter's and find it smaller than its fame; the first time she passed beneath
the huge leathern curtain that strains and bangs at the entrance, the first
time she found herself beneath the far-arching dome and saw the light drizzle
down through the air thickened with incense and with the reflections
of marble and gilt, of mosaic and bronze, her conception of greatness rose
and dizzily rose. After this it never lacked space to soar" (258)
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