“Somewhere about a mile out of Naples, on the Baian side of the bay, half-way up that broiling and dusty, but beautiful and quite descriptionless road, the Strada Nuova; above where the last faint fremitus of sound rises from the guggling rocks; where the nauticum keleusma of the port, and the deafening discords of the Chiaja, harmonized by distance, and blended by gentle zephyrs, fall in soft symphony on the lulled listening ear, peacefully and unjarringly as the wave-borne whisper, or the buzz from a reposing hive––...”
[The Gurnard Group, Fraser's Magazine for Town and Country, October, 1852]