Travels in Turkey and back to EnglandChishull, Edmund
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Travels in Turkey and back to England
Chishull, Edmund
Turkey -- Description and travel -- Early works to 1800
Near this pillar we were admitted thro a gate, which opens into a green
court, and that again into a garden kept in somewhat a regular order.
From hence we ascend by a few steps into an apartment of the _Grand
Signior_, where are two rich _kiosks_, a fish pond, a paved walk, and
an open gallery. Here we were shewn the lodgings, where the unhappy
princes of the empire are detained prisoners, as also the dark chambers
of the _ichoglans_, and the door that leads into the _harém_ of the
_Grand Signior_. There also are shewn two or three instances of the
strength and the activity of _Sultan Morát_; as a ponderous round stone,
which with one finger he is said to have lifted by a ring fixt therein;
likewise five thick and substantial sheilds, which being placed upon
one another were peirced thro by a cast of his _jiríd_ still sticking
in them; also several silver pellets thrown by him with that violence,
as to stick in an iron door. The above mentioned gallery is rich and
splendid, adorned with various gilding of flower work, and supported
with beautiful serpentine pillars. In the sides of one of the _kiosks_
are three orbicular stones of fine porphyry, the middlemost of which
is curiously polished, and thereby serves to reflect the prospect of
the _seraglio_ and adjoining city, in the nature of a looking glass. At
the further end of the garden of the _seraglio_ are the intire walls of
an antient Christian church, and near to that the aviary of the _Grand
Signior_, where I observed the hens of _Grand Cairo_, having blue gills
and feathers curiously coloured with grey circles, and in the center of
each a spot of black.
This day I retired again to _Belgrade_, for the advantage of its healthy
air and water, and the entertainment of its shady situation. Hence on
the twelfth instant I made a tour towards _Domuzderé_, and the shore of
the _Black Sea_, on which we rode for some space of ground, and returned
by that called _Ovid’s Tower_, thro a fertile tract of ground, curiously
varied with corn, grass, and shady woods.
May xx.
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