The situation is one of the most delightful in Florence: across the narrow quay the windows look almost sheer down into the river, sparkling with a hundred facets in the spring and summer sunlight, cut by the deep shadows of the old bridges, to where it is lost to sight between the tall poplars by the Greve mouth and the ilexes and elms of the Cascine, closed in by the pale blue peaks of the Carrara Alps; or else, in autumn and winter, scarcely moving, a mass of dark-greens and browns, wonderfully veined, like some strange oriental jasper, with transparent violet streakings, and above which arise, veiled, half washed out by mist, the old corbelled houses, the church-steeples and roofs, the tiers and tiers of pine and ilex plumes on the hill opposite.
"The Countess of Albany"
Violet Paget (AKA Vernon Lee)
The cornice and chimney tops are corbelled, and there are iron cresting and finials on the ridge of the hipped roof.
"The Fairfax County Courthouse"
Ross D. Netherton Ruby Waldeck
There is a building on the bridge corbelled out on a specially built pier of the bridge, the use of which is not at first sight evident.
"Vanishing England"
P. H. Ditchfield