No track was to be seen in this thorny wood.

A glorious spring presented itself to me.

An overwhelming drowsiness came over me.

A hungry and carnivorous wolf appeared, its jaws agape.

This immense and awe-inspiring pyramid rose stepwise.

I saw a prodigious horse like a winged steed.

The base of the statue was a marvellous work of solid marble.

Several figures of men and damsels dancing, each having two faces.

The youths were busily gathering flowers among many plants.

On its surface I saw some Ionic and Arabic letters.

A huge elephant presented itself.

An antique tomb with a perfect image of a nude man.

Another ancient tomb, the statue standing on it of a queen.

I saw the following hieroglyphs around the porphyry base.

This ancient portal of splendid workmanship.

Suddenly there appeared a frightful and horrific dragon.

I saw some noble Egyptian hieroglyphs.

At her feet, there stood a satyr, all aroused in prurient lust.

As soon as they noticed me they stopped their song.

When any wind blew, the hollow spine turned.

The little boy rode astride with one foot in the hand of each nymph.

From their breasts there flowed thin streams of water.

...and putti holding on with their hands inside the curling tails.

I admired the splendid walls of the enclosure.

The Queen herself was sitting on a throne raised on steps.

A beautiful beardless figure with yellow hair.

The tripod has a round base of the best jasper.

The basin of this fountain was cleverly supported on four wheels.

Three naked genii stood above the protruding angles.

An antique vase of pure gold, the same height as the branching coral.

When the chariot was in motion, the water sprayed out.

A mysterious thing, a massive triangular pyramid of gold.

This gem is engraved with the image of almighty Jupiter.

She held a pair of wings in her hand, and in the other, a tortoise.

Two little spirits held a circle with their breasts facing inwards.

Three brazen portals, crudely hacked into the living rock.

An aged dame with a spinsterish air appeared before us.

A matron with a gold sword approached us.

Logistica threw her lyre to the ground and broke it.

Thelemia gave me a loving kiss and embraced me tightly.

I saw before me an artificial pergola of flowering jasmine.

With her delicate right hand she compliantly took my left.

I saw a noble nymph in a meadow, crowing the victorious bulls.

The same nymph had confidently mounted the tame white bull.

Cupid was aiming his bow at Olympus; Mars lamenting before Jupiter.

There lay a tame white bull, a royal virgin sitting on its back.

The centaurs were ridden by noble nymphs.

A noble matron had given birth to two eggs.

There issued from one egg a little flame, from the other, two bright stars.

Great Jupiter made him judge of three beautiful naked goddesses.

Upon this triumphal vehicle, a white swan in amorous embrace.

The elephants were pompously decked out with a coverlet of gold.

The father, to avoid anyone impregnating his daughter, made a high tower.

A youth decapitated a woman; from her blood, a winged horse was born.

Venus plucked Cupid's feathers; Mercury presented him to Jupiter; Cupid shooting his arrow.

The fourth triumph was carried on wheels of asbestos.

A pregnant lady to whom almighty Jupiter was appearing. A divine child was extracted.

The rest of the carriage was carved from glowing carbuncle.

Jupiter handing the infant to a celestial man; then entrusted to nymphs in a cave.

Cupid shooting his dart to high heaven, and calling his divine mother to judgement.

Seven nymphs transformed themselves into green trees.

Beautiful little nude spirits were climbing, plucking the bunches of grapes.

Above the middle of the platform was a golden basin.

This mysterious triumph was drawn by six Hyrcanian tigers.

Vertumnus sat upon a carriage drawn by a horned faun, his wife Pomona beside him.

A beautiful goddess with flowing hair.

A maiden crowned with ears of wheat; a nude infant crowned with clusters of grapes.

A regal figure grasped a sceptre and looked toward the sky.

There arose, firm and rigid, the rude image of the protectors of gardens.

This sacred temple was built by the architectonic art in the form of a rotunda.

Each one was divided at the groin, whereupon her fleshy thighs separated.

The large lamp was spherical and of purest crystal.

When the winds shook them, the bells bumped against the hollow ball.

There were two slabs of the best Indian lodestone.

These delicate virgins presented themselves obediently to the High Priestess.

She had me immerse the torch reverently in the cold cistern.

The Priestess locked the cistern, reading over it certain holy prayers.

I saw Polia kneeling on the sumptuous pavement.

This wonderful sculpture was made from a single piece of jasper.

Everyone except the High Priestess knelt down on the richly gleaming stone floor.

She struck the divine alter thrice with her sacrifial wand.

The High Priestess took the fragrant roses and scattered them.

As they all turned their faces to the ground, the President poured the water.

The President plucked the fruits and offered them to me and to Polia.

Look at this noble monument! Once so great, a mere heap of broken stones.

In a circular figure, ther was a pair of scales.

A great tall obelisk of reddish stone.

I saw an eye, two ears of wheat, an antique scimitar...

To either side I saw an ant growing into an elephant.

An anchor, with a spread-winged eagle perching on it.

I saw a triumphal trophy with two crossed palm-branches.

This noble fragment had preserved its fine lineaments.

Above the corona, there rose a cupola which tapered towards the top.

I found this inscription exquisitely carved in Roman letters.

A huge, mournful and terrible cave.

A square altar with this inscription carved in perfect capital letters.

I found among the ruins a noble squared stone of marble.

Nearby I saw this elegant epitaph.

A man bearing on his strong shoulders a ritual wine-vessel.

A Roman epitaph inscribed most elegantly in stone.

The altar in this place was broken.

Nearby I found an antique vase lying on the ground.

Let into the pavement of inlaid marble was a brass tablet.

On the altar I saw this epigram.

I found a noble fragment of porphyry carved with two horse skulls.

I found a rather perplexing epigram in white marble.

A noble tomb of porphyry which offered me an elegant epitaph.

On its face I saw these Egyptian hieroglyphs incised.

A great standing stone adorned with these lineaments.

A leafy wreath, inside which I read this inscription.

A tomb of porphyry of the very best design.

I admired the incredibly finished carving of two nude boys.

Not far away I found another noble monument.

A triumphal banner of fine silk material dyed blue.

The boat looked like this.

I admired a fountain playing beneath a pavilion.

They were shaped by topiary into a thick circle.

A box tree, in the form of a giant, three paces high.

Beautiful spherical figures producing four species.

Upon each of the columns was the curled tail of a dragon.

The fruit trees were shaped in a convex hemisphere.

This colonnade was constructed of a splendid trellis.

This delightful and pleasant island is shown more clearly here.

Inside the lozenges were circles, and inside the circles, lozenges.

Little square gardens of marvellous work.

A hollow, round altar with three ox-skulls.

The four little squares were all filled with wild thyme.

On each ball there rested a peacock.

In the circle was a representation of an eagle.

Two birds, an eagle on one side, and a pheasant facing it.

Trophies of military decoration mounted on golden lances.

A laurel wreath above a pair of spreading black eagle's wings.

Another nymph bore a helmet surmounted by an ox-skull.

A tablet inscribed thus: WHO SHALL ESCAPE?

Another nymph carried a spear bearing an oval figure at its point.

There were too many other trophies to describe here.

At its tip a Cupid, winged and unveiled.

I also admired some whose adornments were rare and striking.

Ennia held in her plump hands a small inlaid vase.

Vrachivia bore and emerald urn of the most skilfull manufacture.

Out of many holes issued a nebulous and fragrant smoke.

A monstrous effigy crudely hewn from wood.

A lion's head out of which protruded the head of a dog and a wolf.

The divine child took his seat upon an antique golden chariot.

These quadrupeds had long necks and triple tongues.

A fine carving of a satyr's sacrifice.

A horned bull with its forefeet extended towards the vase.

There followed a colonnade, suitably made and devoid of any irregularity..

This fountain was heptagonal in its outward form and round within.

We arrived gaily at a limpid and pleasant spring.

A sculpture of the divine Mother sitting with her child.

Then they all sat with folded knees on this comfortable ground.

With these last words, the poor man fell to earth.

I grabbed him by his cold feet and dragged him into a corner.

Two doleful maidens staggered by, harnessed to a fiery vehicle.

The boy, devoid of all humanity, cut them in two.

I watched the sharp-fanged lions eagerly devouring them.

I found him there, as cold as hard marble.

Then we joined and wound ourselves in amorous embraces.

The High Priestess put an end to our sweet embraces.

I discovered the whole floor of my bedroom strewn with red roses.

Then, gentle nymphs, I bowed before the reverend presence.

I admired him with unwavering gaze and gracious looks.

As he hugged me, my little mouth mingled its moisture with his.

I tried to give her an account of my hardships.

My writing was as wasted as if I had addressed a marble statue.

This soul had been carried up and led into the divine presence.

Here he showed me the true and divine effigy of Polia.

Joyfully she inclined her head and bowed low.