The ten arches on each side of the Polan basilica are all pointed, but

the width of the arches differs. Some of them are only just pointed,

and it is only in the most eastern pair of arches that the pointed

form comes out at all prominently. For here the arches are the

narrowest of the series, and the columns the slightest, that on the

south side being banded. The arch of triumph, which is round, looks

very much as if it had been preserved from the earlier church; and

such is clearly the case with two columns and one capital, whose

classical Corinthian foliage stands in marked contrast with the

Venetian imitations on each side of it. The church, on the whole,

though not striking after such a marvel as Parenzo, is really one of

high interest, as an example of the way in which the general effect of

an early building was sometimes reproduced at a very late time. Still

at Pola, among such wealth of earlier remains, it is quite secondary,

and its beauties are, even more than is usual in churches of its type,

altogether confined to the inside. The campanile is modern and

worthless, and the outside of the church itself is disfigured, after

the usual fashion of Italian ugliness, with stable-windows and the

like. Yet even they are better than the red rags of Trieste and Zara

within.

Such is Pola, another step on the road to the birthplace of true grace

and harmony in the building art. Yet, among the straits and islands of

the Dalmatian coast, there is more than one spot at which the

traveller bound for Spalato must stop. The first and most famous one

is the city where Venetians and Crusaders once stopped with such

deadly effect on that voyage which was to have led them to Jerusalem,

but which did lead them only to New Rome. After the glimpses of Istria

taken at Parenzo and Pola, the first glimpse, not of Dalmatia itself,

but of the half-Italian cities which fringe its coast, may well be

taken at Zara.

ZARA.

1875--1877--1881.

The name of Zara is familiar to every one who has read the history of

the Fourth Crusade, and its fate in the Fourth Crusade is undoubtedly

the one point in its history which makes Zara stand out prominently

before the eyes of the world. Of all the possessions of Venice along

this coast, it is the one whose connexion with Venice is stamped for

ever on the pages of universal history. Those who know nothing else of

Zara, who perhaps know nothing at all of the other cities, at least

know that, at the beginning of the thirteenth century, the possession

of Zara was claimed by Venice, and that the claim of Venice was made

good by the help of warriors of the Cross who thus turned aside from

their course, not for the last time, to wield their arms against a

Christian city. It is as Zara that the city is famous, because it is

as Zara that its name appears in the pages of the great English teller

of the tale. And perhaps those who may casually light on some mention

of the city by any of its earlier names may not at once recognize Zara

under the form either of _Jadera_ or of _Diadora_. One is curious to

know how a city which under the first Augustus became a Roman colony

by the name of _Jadera_ had, in the time of his orthodox successors in

the tenth century, changed its name into anything with such a

heathenish sound as _Diadora_. Yet such was its name in the days of

Constantine Porphyrogenitus; and the Imperial historian does not make

matters much clearer when he tells us that the true Roman name of the

city was "Jam erat," implying that the city so called was older than

Rome. Let us quote him in his own Greek, if only to show how oddly his

Latin words look in their Greek dress.

[Greek: To kastron tôn Diadôrôn kaleitai tê Rhômaiôn dialektô iam

erat, hoper hermêneuetai aparti êton; dêlonoti hote hê Rhômê ektisthê,

proektismenon ên to toiouton kastron. esti de to kastron mega; hê de

koinê synêtheia kalei auto Diadôra.]

Yet the name of the colony of Augustus lived on through these strange

changes and stranger etymologies, and even in the narrative of the

Crusade it appears as _Jadres_ in the text of Villehardouin.

The history of the city in the intermediate ages is the usual history

of the towns on the Dalmatian coast. They all for a while keep on

their formal allegiance to the Eastern Empire, sometimes being really

its subjects, sometimes being practically independent, sometimes

tributary to the neighbouring Slaves. Still, under all changes, they

clave to the character of Roman cities, just as they still remain

seats of Italian influence in a Slavonic land. Then came a second time

of confusion, in which Zara and her sister cities are tossed to and

fro between another set of contending disputants. The Eastern Empire

hardly keeps even a nominal claim to the Dalmatian towns; the Slavonic

settlements have grown into regular kingdoms; Hungary on one side,

Venice on the other, are claiming the dominion of the Dalmatian coast.

The history of Zara now consists of conquests and reconquests between

the Republic of Saint Mark and the Hungarian and Croatian kings. The

one moment when Zara stands out in general history is the famous time

when one of the Venetian reconquests was made by the combined arms of

the Republic and the Frank Crusaders. The tale is a strange episode in

a greater episode--the episode of the conquest of the New Rome by the

united powers which first tried their 'prentice hand on Zara. But the

siege, as described by the Marshal of Champagne and the many writers

who have followed him, is not easy to understand, except by those who

have either seen the place itself or have maps before them such as are

not easily to be had. Like so many other Istrian and Dalmatian towns,

Zara stands on a narrow peninsula, lying east and west. It has on its

north side an inlet of the sea, which forms its harbour; to the south

is the main sea, or, more strictly, the channel of Zara lying between

the Dalmatian coast and the barren islands which at this point lie off

it. Villehardouin describes the port as being guarded by a chain,

which was broken by the galleys of the Crusaders. They presently

landed on the opposite coast, so as to have the haven between them and

the town ("et descendirent à terre, si que di porz fu entr' aus et la

ville"). That is to say, they landed on the mainland north of the

haven. The Frank army then besieged the city by land--that is, from

the isthmus on the east, and perhaps also from the shore of the haven;

while the Venetians, though their ships anchored in the haven ("le

port ou les nés estoient"), made their assault on the side of the open

sea ("devers la mer"). On the spot, or in reading the narrative of

Villehardouin by the light of remembrance of the spot, the description

becomes perfectly clear.

Zara still keeps its peninsular site, and the traveller, as he draws

near, still marks the fortifications, old and new, the many towers, no

one of which so predominates over its fellows as to make itself the

chief object in the view. Either however the modern Venetian and

Austrian fortifications of Zara are less formidable, in appearance at

least, than those which the Crusaders found there, or else they seemed

more terrible to those who had actually to undertake the business of

attacking them. Villehardouin had never seen such high walls and

towers, nor, though he had just come from Venice, could he conceive a

city fairer or more rich. The pilgrims were amazed at the sight, and

wondered how they could ever become masters of such a place, unless

God specially put it into their hands. The modern traveller, as he

draws nearer, soon sees the signs of the success which the pilgrims so

little hoped for. He sees the badge of Venetian rule over the

water-gate, and most likely he little suspects that the outer arch, of

manifest Venetian date, masks a plain Roman arch which is to be seen

on the inner side. There is another large Venetian gate towards the

inlet; and the traveller who at Zara first lands on Dalmatian ground

will find on landing much to remind him that Dalmatian ground once was

Venetian ground. The streets are narrow and paved; they are not quite

as narrow as in Venice, nor is the passage of horses and all that

horses draw so absolutely unknown as it is in Venice. Still the

subject city comes near enough to its mistress to remind us under

whose dominion Zara stayed for so many ages. And the traveller who

begins his Dalmatian studies at Zara will perhaps think Dalmatia is

not so strange and out-of-the-way a land as he had fancied before

going thither. He may be tempted to look on Zara simply as an Italian

town, and to say that an Italian town east of the Hadriatic is not

very unlike an Italian town on the other side. This feeling, not

wholly true even at Zara, will become more and more untrue as the

traveller makes his way further along the coast. Each town, as he goes

on, will become less Italian and more Slavonic. In street architecture

Zara certainly stands behind some of the other Dalmatian towns. We see

fewer of those windows of Venetian and Veronese type which in some

places meet us in almost every house. The Roman remains are not very

extensive. We have said that Jadera still keeps a Roman arch under a

Venetian mask. That arch keeps its pilasters and its inscription, but

the statues which, according to that inscription, once crowned it,

have given way to another inscription of Venetian times. Besides the

_Porta Marina_, two other visible memorials of earlier days still

exist in the form of two ancient columns standing solitary, one near

the church of Saint Simeon, presently to be spoken of, the other in

the herb-market between the _duomo_ and the haven. But the main

interest of Zara, apart from its general and special history, and

apart from the feeling of freshness in treading a land so famous and

so little known, is undoubtedly to be found in its ecclesiastical

buildings.

The churches of Zara are certainly very much such churches as might be

looked for in any Italian city of the same size. But they specially

remind us of Lucca. The cathedral, now metropolitan, church of Saint

Anastasia, has had its west front engraved in more than one book, from

Sir Gardner Wilkinson downwards; it is a pity that local art has not

been stirred up to produce some better memorial of this and the other

buildings of Zara than the wretched little photographs which are all

that is to be had on the spot. But perhaps not much in the way of art

is to be looked for in a city where, as at Trieste and Ancona and Rome

herself, it seems to be looked on as adding beauty to the inside of a

church to swathe marble columns and Corinthian capitals in ugly

wrappings of red cloth. This at least seems to be an innovation since

the days of the Imperial topographer. Constantine speaks of the church

of Saint Anastasia as being of oblong, that is, basilican,

shape--[Greek: dromikos] is his Greek word--with columns of green and

white marble, enriched with much ancient woodwork, and having a

tesselated pavement, which the Emperor, or those from whom he drew his

report of Zara, looked on as wonderful. It is very likely that some of

the columns which in the tenth century were clearly allowed to stand

naked and to be seen have been used up again in the present church.

This was built in the thirteenth century, after the destruction

wrought in the Frank and Venetian capture, and it is said to have been

consecrated in 1285. It is, on the whole, a witness to the way in

which the Romanesque style so long stood its ground, though here and

there is a touch of the coming pseudo-Gothic, and, what is far more

interesting to note, here and there is a touch of the Romanesque forms

of the lands beyond the Alps. The church is, in its architectural

arrangements, a great and simple basilica; but, as might be expected

from its date, it shows somewhat of that more elaborate way of

treating exteriors which had grown up at Pisa and Lucca. The west

front has surface arcades broken in upon by two wheel windows, the

lower arcade with round, the upper with pointed, arches. Along the

north aisle runs an open gallery, which, oddly enough, is not carried

round the apse. The narrow windows below it are round in the eastern

part, trefoiled in the western, showing a change of design as the work

went on. Near the east end stands the unfinished campanile; a stage or

two of good Romanesque design is all that is finished. The one perfect

ancient tower in Zara is not that of the _duomo_.

On entering the church, we at once feel how much the building has

suffered from puzzling and disfiguring modern changes. But this is

not all; the general effect of the inside has been greatly altered by

a change which we cannot bring ourselves wholly to condemn. The choir

is lifted up above the crypt as at Saint Zeno and Saint Ambrose; the

stone chair still remains in the apse; but the object which chiefly

strikes the eye is one which is hardly in harmony with these. The

choir is fitted up with a range of splendid _cinque cento_

stalls--reminding one of King's College chapel or of Wimborne as it

once was--placed in the position usual in Western churches. This last

feature, grand in itself, takes away from the perfection of the

basilican design, and carries us away into Northern lands.

Of the church which preceded the Venetian rebuilding, the church

described by Constantine, little remains above ground, allowing of

course for the great likelihood that the columns were used up again.

There is nothing to which one is even tempted to give an early date,

except some small and plain buildings clinging on to the north side of

the choir, and containing the tomb of an early bishop. But in the

crypt, though it has unluckily lost two of its ranges of columns, two

rows, together with those of the apse, are left, columns with finished

bases but with capitals which are perfectly rude, but whose shape

would allow them to be carved into the most elaborate Byzantine

forms. The main arcades of the church form a range of ten bays or five

pair of arches, showing a most singular collection of shapes which are

not often seen together. Some are simple Corinthian; in others

Corinthian columns are clustered--after the example of Vespasian's

temple at Brescia; others have twisted fluting; one pair has a

section, differing in the two opposite columns, which might pass for

genuine Northern work; while--here in Dalmatia in the thirteenth

century--not a few shafts are crowned with our familiar Norman cushion

capital. Yet the effect of the whole range would be undoubtedly fine,

if we were only allowed to see it. The hideous red rags have covered

even the four columns of the _baldacchino_, columns fluted and

channelled in various ways and supporting pointed arches. They have

also diligently swathed the floriated cornice above the arcade; in

short, wherever there is any fine work, Jaderan taste seems at once to

hide it; but nothing hides the clerestory with its stable windows or

the flat plastered ceiling which crowns all. The triforium has an air

of Jesuitry; but it seems to be genuine, only more or less plastered;

six small arches, with channelled square piers, which would not look

out of place at Rome, at Autun, or at Deerhurst, stand over each pair

of arches. With all its original inconsistencies and its later

changes, the _duomo_ of Zara, if it were only stripped of its

swaddling-clothes, would be no contemptible specimen of its own style.

[Illustration: TOWER OF ST. MARY'S ZARA.]

But Saint Anastasia is not the only, it is hardly the most

interesting, church in Zara. Saint Chrysogonos, monk and martyr, was

held in reverence at Diadora in the days of Constantine, where his

tomb and his holy chain were to be seen. Perhaps they are to be seen

still; certainly his name is still preserved in an admirable church of

the same general Lucchese type as the _duomo_, but which surpasses it

in the exquisite grace of the three apses at its east end, after the

best models of the type common to Italy and Germany. Within, the

arrangement of the triapsidal basilica is perfect; the range of

columns is, as is so often found, interrupted by two pairs of more

massive piers, making groups of three, two, and two arches. It is

almost startling to find that the date of the consecration of this

exquisite Romanesque church is as late as 1407; but the fact is only

one example out of many of the way in which in some districts, in

Dalmatia above all, the true style of the land stood its ground. In

Dalmatia the Italian pseudo-Gothic, common in houses, is but little

seen in churches at any time. Another church, Saint Simeon, called

after the Prophet of _Nunc dimittis_, boasts of its gorgeous shrine

borne aloft behind the high altar, the gift of Elizabeth of Bosnia,

the wife of Lewis the Great. The church itself is of the same

basilican type as the other, but in less good preservation. Saint

Mary's, a church of nuns, is itself of a rather good kind of

_Renaissance_, but its chief merit is that it keeps the only finished

ancient tower in Zara, a noble campanile of the best Italian type,

thick with midwall shafts, which every Englishman will feel to be the

true kinsman of our own towers at Lincoln and Oxford. Its date is

known; it is the work of King Coloman of Hungary, in 1105. But, after

all, the most interesting architectural work in Zara is one which, as

far as we have seen, is not noticed in any English book, but which was

described by the Imperial pen in the tenth century, and which has in

our own days been more fully illustrated in the excellent work of

Eitelberger on the Dalmatian buildings. Close by Saint Anastasia there

stood in the days of Constantine, and there still stands, a round

church, lately desecrated, now simply disused, which was then called

by the name of the Trinity ([Greek: heteros naos plêsion autou

eilêmatikos, hê hagia Trias]), but which now bears that of Saint

Donatus. Its dome and the tower of Saint Mary's are the two objects

which first catch the eye in the general view of Zara. Tradition, as

usual, calls the building a pagan temple, in this case of Juno; but it

has in no way the look of a temple, nor does the Emperor who

describes it with some minuteness give any hint of its having been

such. Yet it is plain that, if it was not itself a pagan building, the

spoils of pagan buildings contributed to its materials. Formed of two

arcaded stages, the whole pile rises to a vast height, and the height

of the lower stage alone is very considerable. The arches of the round

rest on heavy rectangular piers of truly Roman strength, save only two

vast columns with splendid Composite capitals--which mark the approach

to the triapsidal east end. This building, lately cleared from the

disfigurements and partition of its profane use, forms one of the

noblest round churches to be found; the so-called house of Juno at

Zara is almost a rival of the so-called house of Jupiter at Spalato.

The upper stage is of the same general type as the lower, having again

two columns left free and uninjured, but not rivalling the splendour

of those which are in bondage below. Zara had lately another

desecrated church of extreme interest, but of quite another type from

Saint Donatus. This was the little church of Saint Vitus, a perfect

example of the genuine Byzantine arrangement on a very small scale.

The ground-plan was square; four arms, square-ended without,

quasi-apsidal within, bore up the cupola on perfectly plain

square-edged piers. Between our first and second visits to Zara,

between 1875 and 1877, this charming little piece of Byzantine work

was swept away to make a smart shop-front. It was a recompense no more

than was due to find on our third visit that the round church had been

cleared out.

[Illustration: SAINT VITUS, ZARA, AND THE ORTHODOX CHURCH, CATTARO.]

* * * * *

Such is Zara, a city in which, as at Parenzo, the ecclesiastical

element distinctly prevails, as contrasted with the mainly pagan

interest of Pola. Such is equally the case in our next Dalmatian city

also. But the main interest of Sebenico is of a different kind from

that of any of its fellows. We go there to study a church, but, as we

have seen, a church which has little in common with other churches in

Dalmatia or anywhere else. At Zara, at Spalato, at Ragusa, we study

buildings which all in some sort hang together. At Sebenico we stop

our course to study something which stands altogether aloof from all.

SPALATO AND ITS NEIGHBOURS.

SPALATO.

1875.

The main object and centre of all historical and architectural

inquiries on the Dalmatian coast is of course the home of Diocletian,

the still abiding palace of Spalato. From a local point of view, it is

the spot which the greatest of the long line of renowned Illyrian

Emperors chose as his resting-place from the toils of warfare and

government, and where he reared the vastest and noblest dwelling that

ever arose at the bidding of a single man. From an oecumenical point

of view, Spalato is yet more. If it does not rank with Rome, Old and

New, with Ravenna and with Trier, it is because it never was, like

them, an actual seat of empire. But it not the less marks a stage, and

one of the greatest stages, in the history of the Empire. On his own

Dalmatian soil, Docles of Salona, Diocletian of Rome, was the man who

had won fame for his own land, and who, on the throne of the world,

did not forget his provincial birthplace. In the sight of Rome and of

the world Jovius Augustus was more than this. Alike in the history of

politics and in the history of art, he has left his mark on all time

that has come after him, and it is on his own Spalato that his mark

has been most deeply stamped. The polity of Rome and the architecture

of Rome alike received a new life at his hands. In each alike he cast

away shams and pretences, and made the true construction of the fabric

stand out before men's eyes. Master of the Roman world, if not King,

yet more than King, he let the true nature of his power be seen, and,

first among the Cæsars, arrayed himself with the outward pomp of

sovereignty. In a smaller man we might have deemed the change a mark

of weakness, a sign of childish delight in gewgaws, titles, and

trappings. Such could hardly have been the motive in the man who, when

he deemed that his work was done, could cast away both the form and

the substance of power, and could so steadily withstand all

temptations to take them up again. It was simply that the change was

fully wrought; that the chief magistrate of the commonwealth had

gradually changed into the sovereign of the Empire; that Imperator,

Cæsar, and Augustus, once titles lowlier than that of King, had now

become, as they have ever since remained, titles far loftier. The

change was wrought, and all that Diocletian did was to announce the

fact of the change to the world. So again, now that the Roman city had

grown into the Roman world, a hill by the Tiber had long ceased to be

a fit dwelling-place for rulers who had to keep back hostile inroads

from the Rhine and the Euphrates. This fact too Diocletian announced

to the world. He planted his Augusti and his Cæsars on spots better

suited for defence against the German and the Persian than the spot

which had been chosen for defence against the Sabine and the Etruscan.

Jupiter of the Capitol and his representatives on earth were to be

equally at home in every corner of their dominions. Nor is it

wonderful if, with such aims before him, he deemed that a faith which

taught that Jupiter of the Capitol was a thing of naught was a faith

which it became his votary to root out from all the lands that bowed

to Jove and to Jovius. What if his work in some sort failed? what if

his system of fourfold rule broke up before his own eyes--if his

Bithynian capital soon gave way to the wiser choice of a successor, if

the faith which he persecuted became, almost on the morrow, the faith

of his Empire? Still his work did not wholly fail. He taught that

Empire was more than kingship, a lesson never forgotten by those who,

for fifteen hundred years after him, wore the diadem of Diocletian

rather than of Augustus. In some sort he founded the Roman Empire.

What Constantine did was at once to undo and to complete his work by

making that Empire Holy.

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