In fact, there beneath my eyes was a town in ruins, demolished, overwhelmed, laid low, its roofs caved in, its temples pulled down, its arches dislocated, its columns stretching over the earth; in these ruins you could still detect the solid proportions of a sort of Tuscan architecture; farther off, the remains of a gigantic aqueduct; here, the caked heights of an acropolis along with the fluid forms of a Parthenon; there, the remnants of a wharf, as if some bygone port had long ago harbored merchant vessels and triple-tiered war galleys on the shores of some lost ocean; still farther off, long rows of collapsing walls, deserted thoroughfares, a whole Pompeii buried under the waters, which Captain Nemo had resurrected before my eyes!
Beomlott tetőket, ledöntött templomokat láttam; széttört boltívek, leroskadt oszlopok hevertek a földön, de romjaikban is felismerhetők voltak a toszkánai építészetre emlékeztető világos arányok. Távolabb egy óriási vízvezeték megmaradt ívei látszottak, emitt a széttöredezett fellegvár s rajta a Parthenon-szerű[42] templom inkább csak sejthető alakzata.