...interest of the scene, I could not help thinking of Byron's ludicrous but most expressive description : " A mighty mass of brick and smoke and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Can reach ; with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, theu lost amidst the forestry Of masts...

...reach; with here and there a sail just skipping In sightj then lost amidst the forestry Of masis ; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy ; A huge dun cupola, like a fool's-cap crown On a. fool's head.—and there is London town.' CHAPTER VI. SOME...

...breadth, and strait-waistcoated by a range of ungraceful quays, 1 [" A mighty mass of brick, and smoke t and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye...On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy ; A huge, dun cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head—»ud there is London Town !" .Don Juan, caLto...

...venerable by the devotions of many generations — the dead and the living — and thus he images it : "A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping,...a sail just skipping In sight — then lost amidst a forestry * The Christian Scholar, by the author of The Cathedral, p. 255. Of masts ; — a wilderness...

...venerable by the devotions of many generations — the dead and the living — and thus he images it : " A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty...a sail just skipping In sight — then lost amidst a forestry Of masts ; — a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through. their sea-coal canopy;...

...sight — then lost amidst a forestry « The Christian Scholar, by the author of The Cathedral, p. 255. Of masts ; — a wilderness of steeples peeping On...cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head — and this is London-town !"* I do not pause to say what pitiable prostitution this is of the poetic talent,...

...sight — then lost amidst a forestry * The Christian Scholar, by the author of The Cathedral, p. 255. Of masts ; — a wilderness of steeples peeping On...cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head — and this is London-town !"* I do not pause to say what pitiable prostitution this is of the poetic talent,...

...shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reaeh, with here and there a sail jnrt flapping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts ;...wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-eoal eanopy; A huge dun eupola, like a foolseap erown On a fool's bead — and there is London...

...hurl, P tvoking envious gibe from eaeh pedestrian ehurl. Byron's Childe Harold. A mighty mass of briek, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but as wide as eye Could reaeh, with here and there a sail just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts ;...

...falling houses thunder on your head, And here a female Atheist talks you dead. ilOTV&On, — Byron. J^ MIGHTY Mass of Brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty...peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy, A huge dun Cupola, like a foolscap crown On a fool's head — and there is London Town ! , — Johnson. J^ONDON...