
(1779–1863)
English writer“Nothing could be more beautiful than our passage down the Hudson…As we approached New York the burning heat of the day relaxed, and the long shadows of evening fell coolly on the beautiful villas we passed. I really can conceive nothing more exquisitely lovely than this approach to the city. The magnificent boldness of the Jersey shore on the one side, and the luxurious softness of the shady lawns on the other, with the vast silvery stream that flows between them, altogether form a picture which may well excuse a traveler for saying, once and again, that the Hudson river can be surpassed in beauty by none on the outside of Paradise.”
more infosource: Domestic Manners of the Americas (London: Whittaker, Treacher, & Co. 1832), 292.
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category: commute, Hudson River, New York City
medium: Nonfiction


Frances Trollope