Where are the eagles and the trumpets? Buried beneath some snow-deep Alps. Over buttered scones and crumpets Weeping, weeping multitudes Droop in a hundred A.B.C.'s. T(homas) S(tearns) Eliot'Cooking Egg'.
Butforme, theAlps and their peoplewerealikebeautiful in their snow, and their humanity; and I wanted, neither for them nor myself, sight of any thrones in heaven but the rocks, or of any spirits in heaven but the clouds. John Ruskin^3 The Stones ofVenice, vol.i, ch.2.
We were eight daysincoming hither from Lyons; thefour last in crossing the Alps. Such uncouth rocks, and such uncomely inhabitants! Horace, 4th Earl of Orford WalpoleSearch Quotes Webster's New World Dictionary of Quotations Copyright © 2010 by Chambers Harrap Publishers Ltd. All rights reserved. Published by Wiley, Hoboken, NJ. Used by arrangement with John Wiley & Sons, Inc.Letter to RichardWest. Collected in P Cunningham (ed) The Letters of HoraceWalpole, Fourth Earl of Orford (1857^9).
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