Imperial arsenal

The Imperial arsenal

Past this mosque, the out-buildings of the Imperial arsenal, the dry-dock for the development of transport, the galleys, (that are below the quick management and authority of the Excessive Admiral,) the powder magazines, and the ruined palace of a former Capndan Pasha, occupy the shore as excessive because the suburb of Kassim Pasha, the place stands the Marine Barrack, an enormous pile, mainly exceptional for the wretched style of its tawdry fresco-painting, and its air of chilling desolation; and close to to it the brand new Tershana, or Admiralty, a shiny, many- colored, highly-ornamented edifice, within the Russian style; occupying tile facet of a small crock, and overlooking a wood pier. A wet-dock, handsomely enclosed inside stable and well-made partitions, and entered by a noble pair of iron gates, beneath Kassim Pasha, is succeeded by a top lined with cypresses, which leans downward to the water, the place it terminates in a steep ilight of steps, partly synthetic and partly hewn within the rock, and designated the Meiliskeui, or Ladder of the Useless. This gloomy forest is the “Little Cemetery,” or lesser burial- floor of Pera, the faubourg inhabited by the Franks ; and the jetty on the foot of the stair which has simply been described, is principally used for the embarkation of the our bodies of deceased Turks, whom their pals are conveying for burial to the Asian necropolis of Scutari.

Instantly past this jetty, a (loating-bridge, stretching from the pier of Galata (the quarter of the Frank retailers, dominated by the hill on which Pera is constructed,) to the “ Gate of the Backyard,” close to the Kiosquc of Pearls, and instantly below the partitions of the Seraglio, shuts within the harbour; whereas the road of shore within the distance, fringed with the homes and public buildings of Topp-hanne, gently recedes, till it disappears below the stately shadow of Bulgurlhu.


Right here Magnificence on her ’broidered cushion lies With languid forehead, am I dreaming do eyes.

A rose o with rain : beside the honest A kneeling slave binds up the shiny hair;

Pours perfumed water o’er the drooping face,

And lends to loveliness one other grace.

There may be, maybe, no luxurious all through the luxurious East extra good, or extra full, than the Baths. These of the good and the rich in Constantinople embody the concept of a scene within the “ Thousand and One Nights” —they’re so shiny and fairy-like of their magnificence—so mild and homosexual with painted glass, white marble, brocade, and embroidery.


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