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Bath
Bath is a city in western England famous for its historic Roman baths produced by underground springs. In the early 1800s it was known as a resort city for the wealthy, and the water was considered to be a cure for many afflictions. As a result of its popularity during this period, the city contains many noted examples of Georgian architecture, particularly the Royal Crescent. Historically part of the county of Somerset, it became part of Avon when that county was created in 1974. Since the abolition of Avon, it has formed the main centre of the Unitary Authority of Bath and North East Somerset. The first shrine at the site of the springs was built by Celts, and dedicated to the goddess Sulis[?], whom the Romans identified with Minerva; however, the name Sulis continued to be used after the Roman invasion, leading to the town's Roman name of Aquae Sulis (literally, "the waters of Sulis"). During the Roman occupation of Britain increasingly grand temples and bathing complexes were built, but after the Roman withdrawal these fell into disrepair and were eventually lost due to silting up. They were rediscovered in the 18th century and, as well as being a major archaeological find, they have from that time to the present been one of the city's main attractions, though the water is now considered unsafe for bathing, due to its having passed through the still-functioning lead pipes constructed by the Romans. Toward the end of the Roman occupation, a Christian shrine was established by the largest spring, and it later grew into a church, but by the 15th century that was dilapidated beyond repair. King Henry VII visited the city in 1497 and decided to found an abbey there, so the Bishop of Bath and Wells took the revenues of the old church to build Bath Abbey. Bath is approximately 15 miles east of the much larger city of Bristol, to which it is linked by the A4, and is a little way south of the M4 motorway. It possesses a railway station which lies on the main line between Bristol and London. Among its attractions is the American Museum. Malo I cannot call so much an
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LETTER CCXXXV
LONDON, November 21, 1758.html">1758.
MY DEAR FRIEND: You did well.html">well to think of Prince Ferdinand's ribband,
beforehand. It would be a pretty commission, and I will 'accingere me'
Yorke, in case Prince Ferdinand should pass any time with his brother.html">brother at
eldest brother, upon account of their simulated quarrel.
I fear the piece is at an end with the King of Prussia, and he may say
expected this session of parliament, about continent.html">continent and no continent;
time, as the newspapers most prudently and truly observe, will clear up
gout, with which he is still confined. It was generally thought that he
Tower, much about the King's age, died a fortnight ago. This
wild and capricious is the human mind!
Take care of your health as much as you can; for, To BE, or NOT To BE, is
well. Adieu.
LETTER CCXXXVI
LONDON, December 15, 1758.
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