London as Seen and Described by Famous WritersEsther Singleton Dodd, Mead, 1902 - 350 стор. |
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... the sides of the square , the area in the middle , the breaks of building that form the entrance of the vista , the vista itself , but above all , the beautiful projection of the portico of St. George's Church , are all circumstances ...
... the sides of the square , the area in the middle , the breaks of building that form the entrance of the vista , the vista itself , but above all , the beautiful projection of the portico of St. George's Church , are all circumstances ...
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Abbey arch architecture bank barges beautiful Blackfriars Blackfriars Bridge brick buildings built Cathedral century chapel Charing Cross Charles charm Cheapside Christ's Hospital church coach colour corner Court Covent Garden crowded Docks door Duke East East India Docks English erected eyes feet fire Fleet Street front Gallery gate Gothic green Guildhall Hall Henry Hill houses Hyde Park Inigo Jones James's King Lambeth Palace Lane live London Bridge look Lord Ludgate Hill mansions Middle Temple miles Monument morning never night noble palace Pall Mall pass Paul's pavement Piccadilly picturesque present Queen reign rise river road roof round rows royal says scene seems seen ships shops side Southwark Southwark Bridge Square stand stone Thames theatre things Tower Tower Bridge town walk walls Waterloo Bridge West Westminster Westminster Abbey Whitehall Wren
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Сторінка xiii - Earth has not anything to show more fair: Dull would he be of soul who could pass by A sight so touching in its majesty: This City now doth, like a garment, wear The beauty of the morning; silent, bare, Ships, towers, domes, theatres, and temples lie Open unto the fields, and to the sky; All bright and glittering in the smokeless air. Never did sun more beautifully steep In his first splendour, valley, rock, or hill...
Сторінка 16 - Whilst this hard truth I teach, methinks, I see The monster London laugh at me ; I should at thee too, foolish city ! If it were fit to laugh at misery; But thy estate I pity.
Сторінка 77 - Some of our maids sitting up late last night to get things ready against our feast to-day, Jane called us up about three in the morning, to tell us of a great fire they saw in the City.
Сторінка 5 - The happiness of London is not to be conceived but by those who have been in it. I will venture to say, there is more learning and science within the circumference of ten miles from where we now sit, than in all the rest of the kingdom.
Сторінка 10 - Your sun and moon and skies and hills and lakes affect me no more, or scarcely come to me in more venerable characters, than as a gilded room with tapestry and tapers, where I might live with handsome visible objects. I consider the clouds above me but as a roof, beautifully painted but unable to satisfy the mind, and at last, like the pictures of the apartment of a connoisseur, unable to afford him any longer a pleasure. So fading upon me, from disuse, have been the beauties of Nature, as they have...
Сторінка 9 - I have passed all my days in London, until I have formed as many and intense local attachments, as any of you mountaineers can have done with dead nature.
Сторінка 258 - the very age and body of the time, its form and pressure.
Сторінка 229 - What solemn sweeping concords ! It grows more and more dense and powerful ; it fills the vast pile and seems to jar the very walls — the ear is stunned — the senses are overwhelmed. And now it is winding up in full jubilee — it is rising from the earth to heaven ; the very soul seems rapt away and floated upwards on this swelling tide of harmony!
Сторінка 10 - Town ; the watchmen, drunken scenes, rattles; life awake, if you awake, at all hours of the night ; the impossibility of being dull in Fleet Street ; the crowds, the very dirt and mud, the sun shining upon houses and pavements, the...
Сторінка 236 - I was witness of. the King sitting and toying with his concubines, Portsmouth, Cleveland, and Mazarine, &c., a French boy singing love songs, in that glorious gallery, whilst about twenty 50 of the great courtiers and other dissolute persons were at basset round a large table, a bank of at least 2000 in gold before them ; upon which two gentlemen who were with me made reflections with astonishment. Six days after, was all in the dust.