Quotes About Thames

People with views of the Thames seemed always to be looking out, expecting more from the promise than the view would ever deliver.

The Thames is a wretched river after the Mersey and the ships are not like Liverpool ships and the docks are barren of beauty ... it is a beastly hole after Liverpool; for Liverpool is the town of my heart and I would rather sail a mudflat there than command a clipper out of London

No, I will drag you to the Thames and throw you in. Let the watermen fish you out. They will if you offer them enough coin." He swallowed. "You are mad enough to do it." "I am. If I discover that you have spoken to her of this matter in any way, I advise you to dress in the suit you most wish to ruin.

The Thames shouldered its way past Blackfriars Bridge, impatient with the ancient piers, no longer the passive stream that slid past Chelsea Marina, but a rush of ugly water that had scented the open sea and was ready to make a run for it.

The sun was a watery, baleful eye that glared down at the Thames through a bruised eyelid of rain clouds

The pirates left the boat in the Thames, next to the Palace of Westminster. They deliberately parked across two disabled spaces, because that kind of behaviour was pretty much the whole point of being a pirate.

I've just swum the length of the Thames. I feel quite tired.

You know," he said, "when I first saw you I thought you were with the Thames girls, or a new sort of fae or something really outlandish like a witch doctor or an American.

If Gladstone fell in the Thames, that would be a misfortune. But if someone fished him out again, that would be a calamity.

The thing I'd really like to see is the old London Bridge, with all the old buildings around it like Shakespeare's Globe. I'd like to walk along that. Don't worry, I won't get drunk and fall in.

If my critics saw me walking over the Thames they would say it was because I couldn't swim.

I live on a big old Dutch barge by Tower Hill on the Thames.

But if people want to swim in the Thames, if they want to take their lives into their own hands, then they should be able to do so with all the freedom and exhilaration of our woad-painted ancestors.

The wind's on the wold And the night is a-cold, And Thames runs chill Twixt mead and hill, But kind and dear Is the old house here, And my heart is warm Midst winter's harm …

Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song, Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long But at my back in a cold blast I hear The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear

Crosses the brown land, unheard. The nymphs are departed. Sweet Thames, run softly, till I end my song. The river bears no empty bottles, sandwich papers, Silk handkerchiefs, cardboard boxes, cigarette ends Or other testimony of summer nights. The nymphs are departed. And their friends, the loitering heirs of city directors; 180 Departed, have left no addresses.

Because of the Thames I have always loved inland waterways - water in general, water sounds - there's music in water. Brooks babbling, fountains splashing. Weirs, waterfalls tumbling, gushing.

was barely past daybreak, the gas lamps still cooling in the foggy half-light of what promised to be another fine summer's morning, yet the woman could already hear the city coming to life around her. Another hour and its busy thoroughfares would be crowded with hansom cabs and swaying omnibuses, the pavements loud with lively footfalls and the cries of the costermongers. But what did any of that matter to her? In another hour she would be floating in the Thames.

The Sea Venture, the "admiral" of the fleet, docked at Woolwich, the bustling royal dockyards about eight miles down the Thames from central London. There she and six other ships of the fleet—the Diamond, the Falcon, the Blessing, the Unity, the Lion, and the Virginia—anchored

That is a very odd thing to see on the Thames," Daniel remarked. "What flag does she fly?" For van Hoek had unlimbered his prospective-glass. "The double eagle. She is a war-galley of the Russian Navy," van Hoek said. Then, after a moment's pause, he laughed at the absurdity of such a thing.

Everyone says they only hate me because I annihilated hope and butchered our future, but I know better, and anyway, it's a lie. Some people are just born to be despised. The Loathing of Tetley began small and grew bigger and bigger, like the Thames, until it swallowed me whole.

it began as springs arising from an aquifer at Thames Head in the Cotswolds, and it was only when the German George I—the first Hanoverian monarch in Britain—acceded to the throne and could not pronounce "th" that the name of the river might as well have been spelled "Tems." She remembered asking about it when she visited London as a child, and her English grandmother informed her, "What the king says is what is right. And he said 'Tems.

it began as springs arising from an aquifer at Thames Head in the Cotswolds, and it was only when the German George I—the first Hanoverian monarch in Britain—acceded to the throne and could not pronounce "th" that the name of the river might as well have been spelled "Tems.

And he showed them, riding on the Thames at the foot of the dock, a small double-ended, single-masted open shallop twenty-three feet long with eight ominous oars. "You, Edmund Steed, jump in," Smith commanded, and a fair young man of twenty-five, dressed in the clothes of a scholar, obeyed. Soon all seven were aboard manning their oars while Captain Smith, barely five feet tall, stood approvingly on the dock, watching the little craft adjust to the weight