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Updated: June 9, 2025
Blue-white flames bored savagely into solid metal, and melted copper gave off strangely colored clouds of vapor which emptiness whisked away to nothing and molten iron and cobalt made equally lurid clouds of other colors. There were Plumies in the air lock, watching. At 03 hours 40 minutes ship time, all the men but one drew back. They went inside the Niccola.
On reaching the sea the water, of course, began to boil violently, and clouds of steam arose, carrying with them particles of scoriae. Towards the end of April the stream on the west side of Catania, which had appeared to be consolidated, again burst forth, and flowed into the garden of the Benedictine Monastery of San Niccola, and then branched off into the city.
"In comparing the advent of Niccola Pisano to that of the sun at his rising, I am conscious of no exaggeration; on the contrary, it is the only simile by which I can hope to give you an adequate impression of his brilliancy and power relatively to the age in which he flourished.
It somehow seized them and deflected them, and darted past them toward the Niccola. "They see the trick," said Diane, dry-throated. "If they can get in close enough, they can turn it against us!" There were noises inside the Niccola, now. Taine fairly howled an order. There were yells of defiance and excitement.
And it would hit the Niccola amidships with no possible result but destruction for both vessels. The Niccola's skipper bellowed orders, as if shouting would somehow give them more effect. The magnetronic drive roared. He'd demanded a miracle of it, and he almost got one. The drive strained its thrust-members. It hopelessly overloaded its coils.
Diane, more than a little pale, worked swiftly to plug the radar-room equipment into a highly specialized pattern. The Niccola was very well equipped, radar-wise. She'd been a type G8 Survey ship, and on her last stay in port she'd been rebuilt especially to hunt for and make contact with Plumies. Since the discovery of their existence, that was the most urgent business of the Space Survey.
From the pulpit of Niccola Pisano down to Mantegna's 'Triumph of Caesar, and the service Cellini designed for King Francis, the influence of this spirit can be traced; nor was it confined merely to the immobile arts the arts of arrested movement but its influence was to be seen also in the great Graeco-Roman masques which were the constant amusement of the gay courts of the time, and in the public pomps and processions with which the citizens of big commercial towns were wont to greet the princes that chanced to visit them; pageants, by the way, which were considered so important that large prints were made of them and published a fact which is a proof of the general interest at the time in matters of such kind.
It ceased to accelerate or decelerate. It ceased to steer. It began to turn slowly on an axis somewhere amidships. Its nose swung to one side, with no change in the direction of its motion. It floated onward. It was broadside to its line of travel. It continued to turn. It hurtled stern-first toward the Niccola. It did not swerve. It did not dance. It was a lifeless hulk: a derelict in space.
Yet the fragments of antique work he found within his reach, helped him to struggle after a higher quality of style, and established standards of successful treatment. For the rest, his choice of form and the proportions of his figures show that Niccola resorted to native Tuscan models.
The façades of Lombard churches are covered with fanciful and sometimes forcibly dramatic groups of animals and men in combat; and contemporaneously with Niccola Pisano, many Gothic sculptors of the North were adorning the façades and porches of cathedrals with statuary unrivalled in one style of loveliness.
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