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"The spirit of antiquity,—enshrined
In sumptuous buildings, vocal in sweet song,
In picture speaking with heroic tongue.
And with devout solemnities entwined—
Strikes to the seat of grace within the mind:
Hence forms that glide with swan-like ease along,
Hence motions, even amid the vulgar throng.
To an harmonious decency confined.
As if the streets were consecrated ground.
The city one vast temple,—dedicate
To mutual respect in thought and deed."
Wordsworth.
