The facade of Rheims is the most significant example
of the wonderful architecture of the thirteenth century.
In the church of Amiens you see the perfection of
the so-called Gothic,—so graceful are its
details, so dazzling is its height. The central
aisle is one hundred and thirty-two feet in altitude,—only
surpassed by that of Beauvais, which is fourteen feet
higher. It was then that the cathedral of Rouen
was built, with its elegant lightness,—a
marvel to modern travellers. Soon after, the
cathedral of Cologne appears, more grand than either,—but
left unfinished,—with its central aisle
forty-four feet in width, rising one hundred and forty
feet into the air, with its colossal towers, intended
to support the slender openwork spires, five hundred
and twenty feet in height. The whole church is
five hundred and thirty-two feet in length. I
confess this church made a greater impression on my
mind than did any Gothic church in Europe,—more,
even, than Milan, with its unnumbered pinnacles and
statues and its marble roof. I could not rest
while surveying its ten thousand wonders,—so
much lightness combined with strength; so grand, and
yet so cheerful; so exquisitely proportioned, so complicated
in details, and yet a grand unity; a glorious and
fit temple for the reverential worship of the Deity.
Oh, how grand are those monuments which were designed
to last through ages, and which are consecrated, not
to traffic, not to pleasure, not to material wealth,
but to the worship of that Almighty God to whom every
human being is personally responsible!
I cannot enumerate the churches of Mediaeval Europe,—built
possibly by the Freemasons, certainly by men familiar
with all that is practical in their art, with all
that is hallowed and poetical. I glance at the
English cathedrals, built during this epoch,—the
period of the Crusades and the revival of learning.
And here I allude to the man who furnishes me with
a text to my discourse,—William of Wykeham,
chancellor and prime minister of Edward III., the
contemporary of Chaucer and Wyclif,—who
flourished in the fourteenth century, and who built
Winchester Cathedral; a great and benevolent prelate,
who also founded other colleges and schools. But
I merely allude to him, since my subject is the art
to which he gave an impulse, rather than any single
individual. No one man represents church architecture
any more appropriately than any one man represents
the Feudal system, or Monasticism, or the Crusades,
or the French Revolution.
I do not think the English cathedrals are equal to
those of Cologne, Rheims, Amiens, and Rouen; but they
are full of interest, and they have varied excellences.
That of Salisbury is the only one which is of uniform
style. Its glory is in its spire, as that of Lincoln
is in its west front, and that of Westminster is in
its nave. Gloucester is celebrated for its choir,
and York for its tower. In all are beautiful
vistas of pillars and arches. But they lack the