Bailey talked about the “sublimity of nature” that he believes Hockney communicates in his pictures.
Still the view eastward,” said I, “is so extensive and varied—so full of sublimity.
It is too little for the magnitude of the scene, too mean for the sublimity of the subject.
I dare say our sublimity had a comic touch in it of which we never dreamt.
It suggests no crystal waters, no picturesque shores, no sublimity.
When one crosses any one of its numerous bridges, one does not exchange thriftiness and sublimity for the commonplace.
