Portal:London/Quote/08 2009
It was a Sunday afternoon, wet and cheerless; and a duller spectacle this earth of ours has not to show than a rainy Sunday in London. My road home-wards lay through Oxford Street; and near "the stately Pantheon, as Mr Wordsworth has obligingly called it, I saw a druggist's shop ...
Thomas De Quincey (1785-1859), "The Pleasures of Opium", Confessions of an English Opium-Eater (1822)