Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood

Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood

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Portrait of Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood An Epistle to Posterity — Chapter VII (1897)

It is the only cathedral I have seen in England or on the Continent that can be seen. It has no ugly, unsightly, intrusive buildings between you and it. It stands majestically in its own green park, glorious, complete—a poem and a history in itself.
We could never become accustomed to the beauty of England—the finish, the perfection of the whole thing, all so agreeable to an eye used to our own incompleteness. We have not been touched up by time yet; and, indeed, where will be our old cathedrals, our Warwick Castles, to touch up? We can never have the green turf or the lovely flowers
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Portrait of Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood An Epistle to Posterity — Chapter VII (1897)

We are a vast country with few people; they are a small country with many people. They can afford to have their railway embankments sodded, their little stations each a flower garden. With us those enormous public works must remain forever rough, great scars on the face of nature. We must get our beauty in other things, and leave to England her peerless enamel of green grass, brilliant flowers, her gray ruins, and graceful ivy.
I was amused, sometimes a little offended, to find how little English people knew of the United States.
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Portrait of Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood Mary Elizabeth Wilson Sherwood An Epistle to Posterity — Chapter VII (1897)

Buckingham Palace was in front of our windows, and shortly the well-appointed equipages, unsurpassed in the world, began to drive by. At one o'clock we went to Rotten Row to see the equestrians. It is a pretty sight, were it only for the horses. At first we were very much disappointed in English beauty, but after a while the pretty faces and majestic figures began to reach us. The men are magnificent — the young men tall, well formed, and admirably dressed; the old men positively beautiful, with their fresh complexions, white hair, and admirable neatness.
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