pyrnes

Updated: July 3, 2026

I had never seen it in prosperity, and it now looked like a city of the plague, represented by empty dogs and empty houses; and, but for the tolling of a convent-bell by some unseen hand, its appearance was altogether inhuman. We halted for the night near Pyrnes.

J. (John) Kincaid - Adventures in the Rifle Brigade, in the Peninsula, France, and the Netherlands: from 1809 to 1815