The Golden Bowl
Chapter One
PART FIRST
I
The Prince had always liked his London, when it had
come to him; he was one of the modern Romans who find
by the Thames a more convincing image of the truth of the
ancient state than any they have left by the Tiber. Brought
up on the legend of the City to which the world paid tribute,
he recognised in the present London much more than in
contemporary Rome the real dimensions of such a case. If
it was a question of an Imperium, he said to himself, and
if one wished, as a Roman, to recover a little the sense of
that, the place to do so was on London Bridge, or even, on
a fine afternoon in May, at Hyde Park Corner. It was not
indeed to either of those places th ... read full excerpt from The Golden Bowl ebook
