W. H. D. Rouse
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2,788 appearances
2 recordings
1 series
first heard Jul 2026
last heard 8 Aug
W. H. D. Rouse’s voice in public audio — every appearance, attributed to the second.
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oriental lavishness and sheer brains.
We had time to spare.
Close to the terminus we had passed by a hotel, whose summit, for all my straining out of the window of the cab, I had been unable to describe.
I said that I should really like to see the top of that hotel.
No sooner said than done.
I saw the highest hotel I had ever seen.
We went into the hotel, teeming like the other one, and from an agreeable and lively young dandy bought three cigars out of millions of cigars.
Naught but banknotes seemed to be current.
The European has an awe of banknotes, whatever their value.
Then we were in the train, and the train was moving, and every few seconds it shot past the end of a long, straight, lighted thoroughfare, scores upon scores of them, with a wider and more brilliant street interspersed among them at intervals, and I forgot at what hundredth street the train paused before rolling finally out of New York.
I had had the feeling of a vast and metropolitan city.
I thought whatever this is or is not, it is a metropolis, and will rank with the best of them.
I had lived long in more than one metropolis, and I knew the proud and the shameful, unmistakable marks of the real thing.
And I was aware of a poignant sympathy with those people and those mysterious generations who had been gradually and yet so rapidly putting together girder by girder and tradition by tradition, all unseen by me till then, this illustrious, proud organism, with its nobility and its baseness, its rectitude and its mournful arrows.
of terrors, its colossal sense of life.
I liked New York irrevocably.
End of chapter one
Chapter two of Your United States by Arnold Bennett This Liberts recording is in the public domain.
Chapter two Streets by
When I first looked at Fifth Avenue by sunlight in the tranquility of Sunday morning, and when I last set eyes on it in the ordinary peevish gloom of a busy sailing day, I thought it was the proudest thoroughfare I had ever seen anywhere.
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