If there were but angels to work it, instead of the very different class of engineers who now manage its cranks and safety valves, the system would soon vindicate the dignity and holiness of its origin.
Hilda had heretofore made many pilgrimages among the churches of Rome, for the sake of wondering at their gorgeousness.

Without a glimpse at these palaces of worship, it is impossible to imagine the magnificence of the religion that reared them.

Many of them shine with burnished gold.

They glow with pictures.

Their walls, columns, and arches seem a quarry of precious stones, so beautiful and costly are the marbles with which they are inlaid.