Saturday was a delightfully sunny day, and on my promenade to The Tuileries, I had occasion to cross Pont de la Concorde, allowing myself a moment of pause, as my gaze swept east down the glory that is the Seine.
How did Wordsworth phrase it?
Earth has not anything to show more fair:That pretty much covers it.
Dull would he be of soul who could pass by
A sight so touching in its majesty.