Toledo, the Story of an Old Spanish CapitalLynch, Hannah
History
Toledo, the Story of an Old Spanish Capital
Lynch, Hannah
Toledo (Spain) -- Description and travel; Toledo (Spain) -- History
more comfortable than I presume the guests must be to-day, he cannot
have suffered more in the prison of Argamasilla, or in slavery to the
Turk. Stepping upon the Plaza, there would not now be much that is novel
to shock his eye beyond the dress. The Plaza has preserved its old
triangular form, two sides straight, and the third curved, with the
single broad path that leads to the Alcázar. The shops still run inside
the rough arcade that makes the circuit of the place, and loafers and
gossips loll upon the stone benches, while water-laden mules amble by,
and girls, effective and unimaginably graceful, with well-dressed heads
and brilliant eyes, in groups saunter into view, carrying on their hips
earthen amphoras, which they have filled at the public fountain. These
are features that have not changed since the grave sweet humourist trod
this broken pavement. Visit it in the dropping twilight, when the early
stars are out, and you will find it alive with promenaders, uniforms in
excess among the males. Priests, soldiers and beggars abound, and
dwelling on the dulness of Toledo, it can be no
[Illustration: MOORISH ARCH LEADING TO ZOCODOVER]
[Illustration: HOUSE CERVANTES STAYED IN, TOLEDO]
wonder to us that the spruce young officers of Madrid detest being
quartered here. What have they to do in a town where there is not even a
decent café, and social existence is not partially understood? And the
pleasures of walking round a romantic city cannot be offered them as
adequate distraction. For us, of course, it suffices as long as taste
keeps us at Toledo, and each walk has its fresh surprise, if not a fresh
enchantment. Impossible to find a more intricate, maze-like arrangement
of streets, and some of the passages behind the Alcázar, and round by
the Cathedral look so dreadful and perilous that the marvel is there are
to be found persons with sufficient courage to dwell in such places.
One is disposed to agree with Robida the French artist, who attributes
the excellence of Toledan steel in bygone ages to the desperate danger
of the streets, since nobody then but a citizen armed to the teeth would
be insane enough to leave his house.
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