Letters from Artists to Artists.—VI. London
gardens, the tombstones taken up and placed Starting then from the Mansion House to go
either against the church or the enclosing wall, westwards, Cheapside offers two beautiful subjects :
and still recording where merchants and crafts- one is the view of St. Mary-le-Bow from the corner
men were born, lived, and were buried : of Wood Street, as seen when the afternoon sun
•T> r' , ,. . , . , flushes its white steeple, the graceful branches of
" In the heart of the City they he unknown and unnoticed, v ' 5
Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them : a plane-tree hanging over the roadway. The spot
Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are at rest is well known, moreover, as the scene of Words-
and for ever; worth's ballad, "The Reverie of Poor Susan."
The other view is that of St.
Paul's Cathedral at the end of
the street.
Here bursts into sight that
beautiful dome, the whole
pyramidal mass one even tone
of blue grey from base to
lantern. The suddenness of
this apparition and the unex-
pected proximity of the Cathe-
dral, where curved and swelling
lines combine so happily with
the sharp perspective of the
body of the building, with the
network of slender trees in the
surrounding churchyard, pro-
duce one of the most impres-
sive architectural effects I have
ever seen. Its companion view
is from Ludgate Hill, the top
of which is crested by the
facade and western towers of
Wren's masterpiece. Note how
beautifully the flcche of St.
Martin's composes with the
lines of the Cathedral, and the
peculiar effect of the swinging
traffic coming down hill with
a constant serpentine move-
ment. At the top of Fleet
Street the hexagonal lantern of
St. Dunstan's and the Gothic
towers of the Law Courts, a
heterogeneous group, harmo-
in fleet street nise in the evening light.
Passing that late erection
opposite the Temple entrance, St. Clement Danes
Thousands of aching brains, where theirs no longer are
busy ;
Thousands of toiling hands, where theirs have ceased occupies one end of an apparent island, St. Mary's
from their labours; on the west cleaving the roadway of the Strand
Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have completed like a wedge. Both of these church towers are
their journey ! " yery g^y^ng ;n design; the white stone yields a
Perhaps the best route to commence with would soft delicate effect and is very sensitive to the
be from the Mansion House by Cheapside and the slightest variation of atmospheric colouring. To-
Strand to Westminster, returning to the City by wards Charing Cross the way is full of memories
the Embankment, and ending up with a run down of the great palaces of the Strand whose gardens
river as far as Greenwich. reached down to the river.
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gardens, the tombstones taken up and placed Starting then from the Mansion House to go
either against the church or the enclosing wall, westwards, Cheapside offers two beautiful subjects :
and still recording where merchants and crafts- one is the view of St. Mary-le-Bow from the corner
men were born, lived, and were buried : of Wood Street, as seen when the afternoon sun
•T> r' , ,. . , . , flushes its white steeple, the graceful branches of
" In the heart of the City they he unknown and unnoticed, v ' 5
Daily the tides of life go ebbing and flowing beside them : a plane-tree hanging over the roadway. The spot
Thousands of throbbing hearts, where theirs are at rest is well known, moreover, as the scene of Words-
and for ever; worth's ballad, "The Reverie of Poor Susan."
The other view is that of St.
Paul's Cathedral at the end of
the street.
Here bursts into sight that
beautiful dome, the whole
pyramidal mass one even tone
of blue grey from base to
lantern. The suddenness of
this apparition and the unex-
pected proximity of the Cathe-
dral, where curved and swelling
lines combine so happily with
the sharp perspective of the
body of the building, with the
network of slender trees in the
surrounding churchyard, pro-
duce one of the most impres-
sive architectural effects I have
ever seen. Its companion view
is from Ludgate Hill, the top
of which is crested by the
facade and western towers of
Wren's masterpiece. Note how
beautifully the flcche of St.
Martin's composes with the
lines of the Cathedral, and the
peculiar effect of the swinging
traffic coming down hill with
a constant serpentine move-
ment. At the top of Fleet
Street the hexagonal lantern of
St. Dunstan's and the Gothic
towers of the Law Courts, a
heterogeneous group, harmo-
in fleet street nise in the evening light.
Passing that late erection
opposite the Temple entrance, St. Clement Danes
Thousands of aching brains, where theirs no longer are
busy ;
Thousands of toiling hands, where theirs have ceased occupies one end of an apparent island, St. Mary's
from their labours; on the west cleaving the roadway of the Strand
Thousands of weary feet, where theirs have completed like a wedge. Both of these church towers are
their journey ! " yery g^y^ng ;n design; the white stone yields a
Perhaps the best route to commence with would soft delicate effect and is very sensitive to the
be from the Mansion House by Cheapside and the slightest variation of atmospheric colouring. To-
Strand to Westminster, returning to the City by wards Charing Cross the way is full of memories
the Embankment, and ending up with a run down of the great palaces of the Strand whose gardens
river as far as Greenwich. reached down to the river.
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