I was told that almost every vessel which I
saw (some of them of two hundred, and even of three hundred tons burden)
was filled with brandy and wine....
First for the cathedral, for what traveler of taste does not doff his
bonnet to the mother-church of the town through which he happens to be
traveling, or in which he takes a temporary abode? The west front, always
the forte of the architects's skill, strikes you as you go down, or come
up, the principal street--La Rue des Carmes--which seems to bisect the
town into equal parts. A small open space, which, however, has been
miserably encroached upon by petty shops, called the Flower Gardens, is
before this western front; so that it has some little breathing room in
which to expand its beauties to the wondering eyes of the beholder. In my
poor judgment, this western front has very few elevations comparable with
it--including even those of Lincoln and York. The ornaments, especially
upon the three porches, between the two towers, are numerous, rich, and
for the greater part entire, in spite of the Calvinists, the French
Revolution, and time.
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