I stood in Venice, on the Bridge of Sighs,
A palace and a prison on each hand:
I saw from out the wave her structures rise
As from the stroke of the enchanter’s wand:
A thousand years their cloudy wings expand
Around me, and a dying Glory smiles
O’er the far times, when many a subject land
Looked to the winged Lion’s marble piles,
Where Venice sate in state, throned on her hundred isles!
~ (excerpt from Childe Harold’s Pilgrimage) Lord Byron
If the world ever had to pinpoint one region as being the romantic capital of the world, it would undoubtedly have to be Venice in Italy. Some of the most stunning architecture of the world is set amidst narrow and tight streets, which wind throughout the stretch of the city and run almost parallel to the coursing waters.
Built across the Palace River, or Palazzo Rio, is [...]