Hilaire Belloc,
Esto perpetua
(1906)
“ It spans a lonely valley in which the bay and the old harbour are forgotten, and it is as enormous as the name of Rome. It is more like a wall for height and completeness than are any of the huge Roman arches I know. Its height is such that it catches the mind more strongly than does the Pont du Gard, and its completeness such that it arrests the eye more than do the long trails of arches that stretch like rays across the Campagna. It appalls one because it is quite alone, and because the multitude that gave it a meaning has disappeared. ”
