And their continuity in limestone, on display everywhere our neighbor the master stonemason (against obsolescence) points: Bernini's statuary histrionically drinking from the pool here; around the corner, faux cliffs worn by their falls, or allegorical riverfoot accumulating dripstone. In night specters of the beloved designs for Rome's next fountain, & woozy thought of the stags drinking from four Edenic rivers below the acanthus plant of stone at San Clemente, auspicion.