It is I, Percy Bysshe Shelley, reborn with the knowledge of centuries past. Alive, with a mission to relive, with
hindsight, the 'true events' of the Spezia shoreline.
 
Alas! I have nor hope nor health,
Nor peace within nor calm around,
Nor that content surpassing wealth
The sage in meditation found,
And walked with inward glory crowned--
Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure.
Others I see whom these surround--
Smiling they live, and call life pleasure;
To me that cup has been dealt in another measure.
 
Yet now despair itself is mild,
Even as the winds and waters are;
I could lie down like a tired child,
And weep away the life of care
Which I have borne, and yet must bear,—
Till death like sleep might steal on me,
And I might feel in the warm air
My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea
Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.

 Richard Holmes ...............................................
 
Shelley's theory (based on the philosophy of Hume) was that human time is
not experienced uniformly, but is controlled by speed and intensity of impressions and ideas. As he had written 10 years earlier, in "Queen Mab",
"The Life of a man of virtue and talent, who should die in his thirtieth year, is - with regard to his own feelings - longer than that of a miserable priest-ridden slave, who dreams out a century of dullness ... Perhaps the perishing firefly enjoys a longer life than the tortoise".
 
....................................................R Holmes
 
The firefly returneth with a glowing ember and invites you to an audience with the Ghosts of his Tuscan Past .....
 
The door of the Casa Magni is now open and awaiting with eager anticipation the creative, the philosophical, the open-minded, the un-inhibited, the manic, the curious and the 
totally deranged
Enter the watery tomb of Gulf of Spezia!!!!!!!