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London . [Process of Coining.]. [View in iho Tunnel.] LIV.—THE THAiAlES TUNNEL Whatever Wapping may appear to the eyes of landsmen, to the British sailor itis, without douLt, a region of romance ; a place to think about when—having beenlong tossed on some still vexed sea, or, more intolerable annoyance, becalmedon some far-stretching dead waste of waters—his heart yearns towards home ; andthe spot, made so familiar to him by the songs and stories he most delights in,—the spot where he has so often first touched English ground after many monthsabsence,—rises to his imagination decked in fairer

London . [Process of Coining.]. [View in iho Tunnel.] LIV.—THE THAiAlES TUNNEL Whatever Wapping may appear to the eyes of landsmen, to the British sailor itis, without douLt, a region of romance ; a place to think about when—having beenlong tossed on some still vexed sea, or, more intolerable annoyance, becalmedon some far-stretching dead waste of waters—his heart yearns towards home ; andthe spot, made so familiar to him by the songs and stories he most delights in,—the spot where he has so often first touched English ground after many monthsabsence,—rises to his imagination decked in fairer Stock Photo
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London . [Process of Coining.]. [View in iho Tunnel.] LIV.—THE THAiAlES TUNNEL Whatever Wapping may appear to the eyes of landsmen, to the British sailor itis, without douLt, a region of romance ; a place to think about when—having beenlong tossed on some still vexed sea, or, more intolerable annoyance, becalmedon some far-stretching dead waste of waters—his heart yearns towards home ; andthe spot, made so familiar to him by the songs and stories he most delights in,—the spot where he has so often first touched English ground after many monthsabsence,—rises to his imagination decked in fairer and more glowing hues thanpoet or painter ever lavished on places a hundred times more beautiful. JJe gothrough its long and narrow streets thinking nothing of all this, and turning upour noses at its dirt, and age, and squalor; but the sailors respect for us is not soremarkable as to make that circumstance trouble him : we verily believe, if he told VOL. HI. E 50 LONDON. the truth, he Mould aclcnowiedge he liked Wapp