CHAPTER XII

_San Zeno_

The road to S. Zeno leads straight past the Castel Vecchio; and away

from the noise and bustle of the town we approach one of the finest

examples of a Romanesque church to be found in the whole of Northern

Italy. A quiet dignity and simplicity may be said to be the

characteristics of this glorious basilica both within and without; while

the blending of pagan antiquity and Christian feeling has brought about

a harmony in expression and construction that is very impressive.

Tradition has it that King Pepin, Charlemagne’s son, was the founder,

but no document exists to prove this, though the belief that it was

begun about the year 900, and that its erection was gone on with for two

succeeding centuries, has much to support it. It is certain that the

Emperor Otho I. of Germany on his way to Rome through Verona sojourned

for a while at the monastery of S. Zeno, and left a large sum of money

with the Bishop Rathold towards the fund for the completion of the

church. There is not a corner of S. Zeno that is not of interest, and

this begins with the west front, with the portals, and with the doors,

each one claiming in turn its meed of praise and admiration. The church

has been enlarged and restored, but nevertheless it retains its noble

proportions intact, and modern works have done little to injure the

plan and construction of the building. The façade is embellished with

bas-reliefs, carved in the yellow stone of the country, and taken from

legendary and sacred subjects. In the right hand corner the legend of

King Theodoric is represented, for it is supposed that he is the warrior

here at the chase, pursuing the stag which cannot be caught, and in

whose pursuit the hunter rides on till he reaches the gates of hell. The

sculptures are rough and uncouth, but full of life and movement, and

were executed in the year 1139 by Wiligelmus and Nicolaus, this latter

being the same artist whose work has already been noticed at the Duomo.

The round window above the portal stands for the wheel of fortune, with

figures in different attitudes to express the moods of the changeable

goddess. On the outer circle is engraved in leonine lines:--

“En ego Fortuna moderor mortalibus una,

Elevo, depono, bona cunctis vel mala dono.”

which may be loosely rendered--

“Behold, I, Fortune, I alone bestow on mortals,

I raise, depose; to all I give or good or evil gifts.”

On the inner circle is written:--

“Induo nudatos, denudo veste paratos,

In me confidit si quis, derisus abibit.”

“I clothe the naked, despoil from those in garments clad,

If anyone in me confides, derided will he go from hence.”

The portal below is borne on two columns resting on lions of red marble

placed on each side of the door like couchant sentinels, and above is

seen the divine hand held up in blessing with the words “Dextra Dei

gentes benedicit sacra petentes” (God’s right hand blesses those who

sacred sites do haunt). On the portal are also scenes from the Bible and

from the life of S. Zeno, the one in the centre being supposed to

[Illustration: S. ZENO MAGGIORE. CHOIR SCREEN AND ENTRANCE TO THE

CRYPT]

represent the deputation sent to him by the Emperor Gallienus. The doors

are covered with panels of carved bronze reliefs (perhaps the oldest

specimens of that form of metal decoration to be found in the country),

and are said to belong to the ninth century. The scenes they represent

are forty-eight in number, and are taken from the Old and New Testament.

They are quaint and archaic to a degree, but the work is that of a bold

and cunning craftsman, and the grotesque yet forcible attitudes of some

of the personages (as, for example, Salome dancing before Herod) show

the skill and humour that worked and lived in these men of old, hundreds

of years ago. Within the doors a flight of steps leads down into the

church, and one’s impulse on entering is to stand at the head of those

steps and gaze in silent admiration and reverence at the scene before

one. It is so grand, so calm, so severe, so solid, and yet so graceful

in the perfect proportion of lines, arches, columns, shafts. The nave

extends between two side aisles in a line of faultless symmetry till it

reaches in the centre to a double flight of stairs, the one flight

leading down to the crypt, the upper and smaller one leading to the high

altar and choir. To the right on entering is the baptismal font, formed

from a single piece of marble, and designed by Brioletto, who was also

the author of the window known as the Wheel of Fortune. On the other

side is the famous “Coppa,” or cup of S. Zeno, with the following legend

attached to it: S. Zeno had freed a daughter of the Emperor Gallienus

from an evil spirit which possessed her. The grateful father thereupon

wished to present the saint with a crown of gold, but S. Zeno refused

this and asked instead for a porphyry vase, which the demon, exorcised

from the maiden, was ordered to carry from Rome to Verona. Crossing the

Tiber the demon dropped the pedestal and arrived at Verona with the

vase only. “Hie back,” said S. Zeno, when the demon appeared with only

half his burden, “and bring hither the other part as well.” The order

was obeyed, and that, too, in one moment of time, and only the crack in

the vase bears witness to the small mishap which befel the precious cup

in its transit from Rome to the place where it now stands.

The columns in the nave are of different sizes and styles, and the

capitals, most of them of pure Corinthian, are nearly all varied. The

richness of originality and design shows to great advantage amidst the

simplicity which exists on every side, and the freedom from an abundance

of side-altars and--on the whole--from tawdriness of ornaments and paper

flowers adds to the effect and dignity of the scene in a most grateful

manner. A fine side-altar is to be noticed on the right going up the

church, with four columns of reddish-brown marble all carved out of a

single block, and resting on a lion and an ox, and dating from the

fourteenth century. The walls are all of brick and of that picturesque

stone known as “tufo” which we have had occasion to remark in nearly all

the principal buildings in Verona. This “tufo” must be cut from the

quarries in summer, when it hardens into such solidarity as to make it

well-nigh everlasting. Should it be cut in winter its porous qualities

remain and assert themselves, and it perishes and crumbles away in a

short while. There can be little doubt that at one time the walls were

all covered with frescoes, and even now many a one remains to testify to

the piety and art that marked the twelfth, thirteenth and fourteenth

centuries. Layard points this out in his valuable work so often referred

to in these pages. He says:[63] “Like other Italian cities, Verona

possessed, from a

[Illustration: CHURCH OF S. ZENO, VERONA]

very early period, and before the revival of the arts in the thirteenth

century, artists who decorated churches and public buildings with rude

wall-paintings. Such early works are still to be seen in the ancient

church of S. Zeno. They have no particular character or style to

distinguish them from other productions of a similar kind.” The

balustrade that divides the nave from the choir and that stands above

the arches over the crypt has on it a fine row of figures of our Lord

and the twelve Apostles, a work that probably belongs to the end of the

thirteenth century, or to even earlier days.

The archways leading into the crypt are formed of perfect semicircles

(of Roman as opposed to Byzantine shape) and contribute largely to the

effect by which this low-lying and generally concealed portion of the

church is brought into prominence. The pillars and columns in the crypt

support a vaulted roof, through which some of them pierce into the choir

above and carry on here the work begun on the lower floor. Some of these

columns are very graceful, and would almost seem like feathers rising

from the blocks of solid stone and masonry which are placed at limited

intervals about the crypt. The capitals of these columns differ one from

another; here and there they are quaint, not to say grotesque; others

again are plain and classical, while one and all are in keeping with

their surroundings, and bear witness to the love and skill that planned

and placed them there. There are frescoes too upon the walls and about

the columns, some very Byzantine in feeling and execution, some

approaching again to the Giottesque period. Several saints and bishops

are buried here--a solemn burial-place, and fitting for those who were

the first to toil in the vineyard of souls at Verona, and whose earthly

remains now rest from their labours in the beautiful crypt of S. Zeno.

The sense of religion and devotion is enhanced by hanging lamps which

cast an uncertain flickering light on the scene, and intensify the

effect of shadow and shade that is thrown by the “shafts of shapely

stone” clustering on every side. In the middle of the crypt stands the

tomb of S. Zeno. The body lies in a bronze coffin, a fine piece of

modern work by the brothers Spazzi (1889), guarded by seated figures of

Faith, Hope, Charity and Religion. The whole is enclosed in the same

kind of beautiful iron work such as has already been noticed round the

tombs of the Scaligers, which was erected by order of Mastino II. della

Scala.

Coming up from the crypt to the choir, the great picture by Andrea

Mantegna hanging behind the high altar claims a careful study. The

painting is on wood, in a lovely Renaissance frame which harmonises well

with the decorative architectural detail in the picture. It was

originally in six compartments, three above and three below, but was

carried off to Paris by Napoleon, whence it was returned without the

predella, which remained in the Salon carré of the Louvre (the present

one at S. Zeno is a copy). The Blessed Virgin sits enthroned in the

centre, holding the Child in the tender reverential manner to be found

in the Bellini school, and supported by angels and cherubs. A lovely

festoon of fruit and foliage is carried through the upper three

compartments, caught up with red tassels, while the accessories of

carpet, drapery, and hangings are extremely rich and glowing. St Peter,

St Roch, St Paul, St John, and St Augustine are on the left of the

picture; on the right are St John the Baptist, St Gregory, St Lawrence,

and St Benedict; all the figures possessed of dignity and individuality,

and expressing by their action or their attitude the characteristic

peculiar to each one of them. “The Virgin is in a classic portico,” says

Mr Selwyn Brinton, “adorned with bas-reliefs, with festoons of fruit and

coral. Eight robed child-angels of wonderful beauty play lutes, and sing

beneath and beside her throne. She looks up, holding the beautiful

Christ-child poised upright on her left hand; her expression and

attitude seem full of quiet dignity. A masterpiece of his (Mantegna’s)

earlier style.”[64]

The picture unfortunately is hung so high it is not easy to see, but a

good view can be gained by clambering up the steps at the back of the

altar where one is more on a level with it.

In the choir are some old carved walnut seats of the fourteenth century,

and in an apse is a fresco of S. Zeno with his right hand raised in

blessing. He is dressed in full episcopal robes, with a gorgeous dress

of red, edged with gold, and lined with green, and with medallions of a

particularly pretty shape studded about it. On the right hand of the

choir is a quaint Giottesque fresco of St George, with his spear through

the dragon’s head, while the Princess stands by with a look which seems

to imply that she would fain escape from knight and dragon alike did she

but know how. St George’s mantle flies in the breeze and reveals a

beautiful lining of ermine; on his shield the Cross stands boldly out on

a field of red, in harmonious keeping with the ermine-lined red cloak.

The steed stands quietly by, and shows no apparent concern at the way in

which his hind legs are encircled with coils of the dragon’s body.

Another fresco close by represents the raising of Lazarus, where most of

the spectators hold their noses, remembering evidently Martha’s caution

as to the four days that her brother had spent beneath the sod! This

fresco which is Byzantine in character is supposed to date from the

eleventh century. Of the same, or maybe even an earlier date is a statue

of S. Zeno, where his face is painted black (to remind us of his Eastern

origin) and having a fish attached to his pastoral rod, a token of his

profession as a fisher of souls.

Opening out from the church on the left hand side are the cloisters, of

striking and original beauty. They were built in the twelfth century,

and consist of twisted columns of red Verona marble, cut from a single

block, and ingeniously held above and below by

[Illustration: CLOISTERS, S. ZENO MAGGIORE]

short pieces of marble. These were not added for the purpose but cut,

together with the columns, out of the one solid bit of marble which

served to form the whole. On the further side from the church the arches

open out into a square form of arcading, the pillars here being larger

than those of the actual cloisters. They were supposed to have stood

round a sort of lavatory used probably by the monks either for

themselves or for the vessels they required for their service.

Some fine tombs are placed here in the cloisters, resting on brackets on

the wall, and belonging to the great families of Verona. There is a

quaint saying as to some of these families that lie buried here, and

that declares that they were: “Bevilacqua, che mai la bevero; Conti

Verità, che mai la dissero; Conti Giusti che mai lo furono.”

(Bevilacqua--or Drink-water--who never drank it; Counts Verită--or

Truth--who never said it; Counts Giusti--or Just--who never were it.)

This saying certainly speaks better for the wit of the Veronese (which

be it observed is known to be pithy and cutting) than for the manners of

the gentry.

Here too is the tomb of Giuseppe, illegitimate son of Alberto della

Scala, whom his father made Abbot of S. Zeno, and of whose appointment

to that post notice has already been made.[65] Lana in his Commentary on

the _Divina Commedia_ speaking of the allusion made by Dante in the

_Purgatorio_[66] to this transaction says: “Messer Alberto della Scala,

who was aged had committed a great sin, in that he had made his son

Abbot of S. Zeno, who was unworthy of such an episcopate; firstly,

because he was infirm in the body; secondly, that he was defective in

mind as in body; thirdly, that he was a natural son; so that he had

these three great defects.”[67]

Before leaving the church, and its pleasant well-informed custodian, one

Lodovico Marchiori, whose family have carried on that office for one

hundred and eighty-seven years, some attention must be given to the

campanile of S. Zeno, which is one of the finest in Verona, if not in

Italy. It was begun in 1045, and finished in 1178, and is a grand square

tower surmounted with a spire which has four corner turrets set on a

double row of arches. A quaint Latin inscription on the north side of

the belfry, and dating from the beginning of the fifteenth century tells

how there rests here one Henry of Tearen,[68] whose only claim to

celebrity seems to have been that he was the husband of Gertrude! Who

Gertrude was does not transpire, but the evidence that even in those

days a man could be no more than the husband of his wife would seem to

imply that the “new woman” was not so much a creation of these days as a

continuation of a state of things recognised centuries ago and worthy to

be recorded for all time.

To the left side of the façade of S. Zeno rises a square brick tower

with forked battlements. This is all that remains of the actual

monastery that belonged to the church, and within whose walls kings and

emperors had found hospitality when in days of old they sojourned for a

while in the fair city of Verona la Degna.

The Story of Verona · 第 12 / 14 章