A book report on edinburgh picturesque notes by robert louis stevenson

These like her for many reasons, not any one of which is satisfactory in itself. Great people of yore, kings and queens, buffoons and grave ambassadors, played their stately farce for centuries in Holyrood.

No situation could be more commanding for the head city of a kingdom; none better chosen for noble prospects There, when the great exodus was made across the valley, and the New Town began to spread abroad its draughty parallelograms, and rear its long frontage on the opposing hill, there was such a flitting, such a change of domicile and dweller, as was never excelled in the history of cities: Grave judges sit bewigged in what was once the scene of imperial deliberations.

Edinburgh Picturesque Notes, by Robert Louis Stevenson Chapter I Introductory The ancient and famous metropolis of the North sits overlooking a windy estuary from the slope and summit of three hills.

There are armed men and cannon in the citadel overhead; you may see the troops marshalled on the high parade; and at night after the early winter even-fall, and in the morning before the laggard winter dawn, the wind carries abroad over Edinburgh the sound of drums and bugles.

Edinburgh: Picturesque Notes

One of his most atmospheric descriptions involves a visit to Calton Hill at night with its observatory, Burns monument and half finished copy of the Parthenon. For fifty weeks together, it is no more than a show for tourists and a museum of old furniture; but on the fifty-first, behold the palace reawakened and mimicking its past.

There Prince Charlie held his phantom levees, and in a very gallant manner represented a fallen dynasty for some hours. They like her whimsically, if you will, and somewhat as a virtuoso dotes upon his cabinet. And the story of the town is as eccentric as its appearance. By all the canons of romance, the place demands to be half deserted and leaning towards decay; birds we might admit in profusion, the play of the sun and winds, and a few gipsies encamped in the chief thoroughfare; but these citizens with their cabs and tramways, their trains and posters, are altogether out of key.

Few places, if any, offer a more barbaric display of contrasts to the eye. The rest may have admirers; she only, a famous fair one, counts lovers in her train. There Aikenhead was hanged for a piece of boyish incredulity; there, a few years afterwards, David Hume ruined Philosophy and Faith, an undisturbed and well-reputed citizen; and thither, in yet a few years more, Burns came from the plough-tail, as to an academy of gilt unbelief and artificial letters.

The still famous festival of new years gets a mention. The Lord Commissioner, a kind of stage sovereign, sits among stage courtiers; a coach and six and clattering escort come and go before the gate; at night, the windows are lighted up, and its near neighbours, the workmen, may dance in their own houses to the palace music.

I confess the news caused me both pain and merriment. She is pre-eminently Gothic, and all the more so since she has set herself off with some Greek airs, and erected classic temples on her crags. From their smoky beehives, ten stories high, the unwashed look down upon the open squares and gardens of the wealthy; and gay people sunning themselves along Princes Street, with its mile of commercial palaces all beflagged upon some great occasion, see, across a gardened valley set with statues, where the washings of the Old Town flutter in the breeze at its high windows.

For all who love shelter and the blessings of the sun, who hate dark weather and perpetual tilting against squalls, there could scarcely be found a more unhomely and harassing place of residence. Small blame to them if they keep ledgers: Edinburgh has but partly abdicated, and still wears, in parody, her metropolitan trappings.

Half a capital and half a country town, the whole city leads a double existence; it has long trances of the one and flashes of the other; like the king of the Black Isles, it is half alive and half a monumental marble.

There was also some controversy surrounding how frankly written the book was, we know this as he addresses the critiques in a footnote. In this one valley, where the life of the town goes most busily forward, there may be seen, shown one above and behind another by the accidents of the ground, buildings in almost every style upon the globe.

Edinburgh Picturesque Notes, by Robert Louis Stevenson

The delicate die early, and I, as a survivor, among bleak winds and plumping rain, have been sometimes tempted to envy them their fate. Note pittoresche, edito da Ibis. Hydeand the occultist Major Thomas Weirwho was executed for witchcraft.

Beautiful as she is, she is not so much beautiful as interesting. And let them console themselves - they do as well as anybody else; the population of let us say Chicago would cut quite as rueful a figure on thesame romantic stage. In the very midst stands one of the most satisfactory crags in nature — a Bass Rock upon dry land, rooted in a garden shaken by passing trains, carrying a crown of battlements and turrets, and describing its war-like shadow over the liveliest and brightest thoroughfare of the new town.

Venice, it has been said, differs from another cities in the sentiment which she inspires. I am presently living very close to Robert Louis Stevensons childhood home which has the initials RLS wrought into its iron gates. The the east you may catch at sunset the spark of the May lighthous, where the Firth expands into the German Ocean; and away to the west, over all the carse of Stirling, you can see the first snows upon Ben Ledi".

From her tall precipice and terraced gardens she looks far and wide on the sea and broad champaigns. Moreover, he had dipped deep into the huge stores of matter, legendary, historical, semi-historical, ready to the hand of him of who would know about the Scottish capital Perhaps it was given her by people who had never crossed her doors:Picturesque Notes By Robert Louis Stevenson growth of Edinburgh, and stands grey and silent in a workman’s quarter and among I HAVE NOT YET WRITTEN A BOOK ABOUT GLASGOW.

And the story of the town is as eccentric as its appearance. For centuries it was a capital. Page - Of all places for a view, this Calton Hill is perhaps the best ; since you can see the Castle, which you lose from the Castle, and. Robert Louis Stevenson is one of Scotland's greatest writers and is associated with many spaces and buildings across the city.

We invite you to walk in his footsteps. Unless otherwise indicated the quotations represented here are from his Edinburgh Picturesque Notes.

a place old in story and namefather to a noble book”. Edinburgh was Robert Louis Stevenson’s birthplace. He lived there on and off for the first 29 years of his life, and continued to visit the city untilafter which time he left Scotland, and Europe, forever.

Edinburgh Picturesque Notes is a Scottish travel text by Robert Louis Stevenson. The ancient and famous metropolis of the North sits overlooking a windy estuary from the slope and summit of three hills.

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A book report on edinburgh picturesque notes by robert louis stevenson
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