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Text for Page 214 [12-06-1853]

              and the tide of faces at its heighth.       I think there�s much more
of the picturesque in Broadway, than in any London street.   In
England there�s a sort of dull uniformity of attire, both in cut
and color of garments.     Here the women dress so brightly, that
the whole sidewalk is a panorama .   And the men, not all so coarsely
primly shaven, if they have likings autre or otherwise, show it openly
mangre dread of Mrs Grundy.      /            Levison I found lying on
the sofa, alone, his wife & daughter having gone out.  For years he
has suffered from Neuralgia, and scarcely ever hopes to be free from
pain.         I thought of the gay street, and sunlight, � and him lying
here, perchance picturing it.        Talked awhile, showed him blocks, &
left, when the Doctor arrived.         To room and drawing.  Waud, (whom
I met at the Broadway portal, and stood awhile talking with him and
Swinton,) came up; and also coming over from Brooklyn stayed the
evening; reading.               I at Carlyle�s essays on Jean Peaul Rich-
ter, and Voltaire.     /                   While standing at the portal
this afternoon Hawkins came out.  Said he was in business, dry goods store,
or something of the kind, in New York.           And Weed came as appointed
at 6, about blocks.
  7. Wednesday.  Welden came.        Drawing, nearly all day.
Hillard came at sunset, and after supping together at Taylor�s, we
walked to Metropolitan Hall, Welden having given me tickets for
Jullien�s Concert.         It being yet early, we walked on to the house
of Hillard�s brother, returning in time for the Concert.   It consisted
mostly of instrumental music.      I believe my appreciation of music is
an imperfect one, for the evening�s entertainment partly wearied me.
Triumphant or joyous or soft, sweet delicate music I love, and link
such to un-writable words, but clamor vexes me.   Many con-               
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