i'ARKS ci? GAR; 



all paved with Purbeck, - 

 In an ' th-century pi* 



palings 

 )sing the lofty jet, its marble basi?i 

 •>.. The pavement ended with tV 

 ng the garden below, and the Than; i 



^j . tide what is now the lower part of . ti. 



^ he Fountain Court has inspired many a thought which 

 S has found expression in prose and verse, but no picture 



H^ is more vivid or wr*' ' '^ - -^c figure of Ruth 



W Pinch, in *' Martin ' - for her brother 



Q "with the bcsT .ce that ever 



S the Temple Fountain splashed in t[ 



O its liiui-d music ol: "ly the idle dr 



U ' - 



water danced and utncva, .;..; ^teping out m i^pon 



^ among the trees, plunged lightly down to hide them- 



^ selves, as little Ruth and her companion came towards 



^ it." The fountain has suffered some modernising 



O changes since Dickens wrote those lines; but in spite of 



*^ ■ ^.,Ti there is still music in its sound, which call-: 



S j}«i of other ages and of brighter gardens 



H '... spray into the murky air. 



** A*ay in the distance is heard the vast sound 

 From the streets of the city that compass n -■''■-■ 

 Like the echo of mountains or ocean's dc* 

 Yet that fountain's low singing is heard v 



Of all the incidents that are a5s 

 places, none stands out more ' 



