
This magnificient building has remained since then and was passed down through the centuries to the Tudors and so on.
Virginia Woolf talks about the chapel in A Room of One's Own as she's walking the grounds of Cambridge. "As you know, its high domes and pinnacles can be seen, like a sailing-ship always voyaging ner arriving, lit up at night and visible for miles....and then painters brought in their glass for the windows, and the masons were busy for centuries up on that roof...Every Saturday somebody must have poured gold and silver out of a leathern purse into their ancient fists...An unending stream of gold and silver...But it was then the age of faith, and money was poured liberally to set these stones in a deep foundation...still more money was poured in from the coffers of kings and queens....and the age of reason had come, still the same flow of gold and silver went on....Certainly, as I strolled round the court, the foundation of gold and silver seemed deep enough..." (Woolf, 9-10).
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