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More fun with our buddy Ruskin:

I must here, in advance, tell the general reader that there have been, in sum, three centres of my life’s thought: Rouen, Geneva, and Pisa. . . . [They] have been tutresses of all I know, and were mistresses of all I did, from the first moments I entered their gates. . . . For [in Rouen] I saw that art (of its local kind), religion, and present human life, were yet in perfect harmony. There were no dead six days and dismal seventh in those sculptured churches; there was no beadle to lock me out of them, or pew-shutter to shut me in. I might haunt them, fancying myself a ghost; peep round their pillars, like Rob Roy; kneel in them, and scandalize nobody; draw in them, and disturb none. Outside, the faithful old town gathered itself, and nestled under their buttresses like a brood beneath the mother’s wings; the quiet, uninjurious aristocracy of the newer town opened into silent streets, between self-possessed and hidden dignities of dwelling, each with its courtyard and richly trellised garden.

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Written by srogers

July 2, 2011 at 2:02 am

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