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THE CITY OF THE ABSENT
One of my best beloved churchyards, I call the churchyard of Saint Ghastly Grim; touching what men in general call it, I have no information. It lies at the heart of the City, and the Blackwall Railway shrieks at it daily. It is a small small churchyard, with a ferocious, strong, spiked iron gate, like a jail. This gate is ornamented with skulls and cross-bones, larger than the life, wrought in stone; but it likewise came into the mind of Saint Ghastly Grim, that to stick iron spikes a-top of the stone skulls, as though they were impaled, would be a pleasant device. Therefore the skulls grin aloft horribly, thrust through and through with iron spears. Hence, there is attraction of repulsion for me in Saint Ghastly Grim, and, having often contemplated it in the daylight and the dark, I once felt drawn towards it in a thunderstorm at midnight. 'Why not?' I said, in self-excuse. 'I have been to see the Colosseum by the light of the moon; is it worse to go to see Saint Ghastly Grim by the light of the lightning?' I repaired to the Saint in a hackney cab, and found the skulls most effective, having the air of a public execution, and seeming, as the lightning flashed, to wink and grin with the pain of the spikes. Having no other person to whom to impart my satisfaction, I communicated it to the driver. So far from being responsive, he surveyed me--he was naturally a bottled-nosed, red-faced man--with a blanched countenance. And as he drove me back, he ever and again glanced in over his shoulder through the little front window of his carriage, as mistrusting that I was a fare originally from a grave in the churchyard of Saint Ghastly Grim, who might have flitted home again without paying

Camera:Canon EOS 20D
Title:Saint ghastly grimm
Username:Zephyrphoto Zephyrphoto
Uploaded:6 Dec 2006 - 11:18 AM
Tags:Black & white, Charles dickens, Landscape / travel, Photo journalism, Saint ghastly grim
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digitalcaptive
6 Dec 2006 - 11:23 AM

What a ghoulish yet beautifully ornate peice of architecture, Nice image

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Joline e2 Member 8Joline vcard United States52 Constructive Critique Points
6 Dec 2006 - 11:46 AM

What a wonderful piece of architecture...and I love your name for it. Great details.

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