The Day an Elephant Walked across the River Thames (1814)
I’m certain that morning I heard wasps droning beneath each floating, sunlit surface.The billowing high-peaked tents staked virgin space as if they were the early outposts of an empireon the rise. Here was a scene nothing in Chauceror Blake or my continental tours had prepared me for.How unlike the bored bewitchment I’d glimpsed in that …