...drawingroom," . . . the soil, of those true sons the mother, Who butcher'd half the earth, and bullied t'other. A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty...forestry Of masts ; a wilderness of steeples peeping In the poems of Tom Hood and Theodore Hook references to London may frequently be found ; and of our...

...Revered the soil, of those true sons the mother, Who butcher'd half the earth, and bullied t'other. A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty...wilderness of steeples 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...

...Shooters' Hill it gains the open point of vantage from which Don Juan had his first view of London — A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty...and there a sail Just skipping In sight, then lost amid the forestry Of masts ; a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy...

...Revered the soil, of those true sons the mother, Who butcher'd half the earth, and bullied t'other. held it as a woman holds her sucking child; opening...nightgown impatiently, and holding it close, and brooding And Pegasus runs restive in his Qf masts ; a wilderness of steeples peep"Waggon," ing Could he not...

...as surely, when Don Juan's post chaise jingles to the top of Shooter's Hill, and he espies below him A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty...as wide as eye Could reach, with here and there a sai] just skipping In sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts; a wilderness of steeples peeping...

...loan of Charles's Wain? Or pray Medea for a single dragon? Or if, too classic for his vulgar brain, mg He fear'd his neck to venture such a Qn a fool-s head_and there is London nag on, And he must needs...

...shipping, Dirty and smoky, but as wide as eye ('ould reach, with here and there a sail just skipping hi sight, then lost amidst the forestry Of masts: a wilderness...steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy; Л huge, dim cupola, like a fool's cap crown On a fool's head — and there Is London Town. These lines...

...teilhabenden Figur.68 [X, 82] A mighty mass of brick and smoke and shipping, Dkty and dusky, but äs wide äs eye Could reach, with here and there a sail just skipping...wilderness of steeples 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!...

...— begins here. So, too, begins the human lament for what is lost. In Byron's Don Juan, London is A mighty mass of brick, and smoke, and shipping, Dirty and dusky, but wide as eye Could reach, ... a wilderness of steeples peeping On tiptoe through their sea-coal canopy....

...more bracing than emotional. Yet there were episodes of real fervor. Byron's pugnacious entrance music ("A mighty mass of brick and smoke and shipping, dirty and dusky, but wide as eye can reach," he sings of London town) was dispatched by Hirst with ringing tone and a triumphant...