Spithead, Hampshire


Observations on the coasts of Hampshire, Sussex, and Kent (1804) by William Gilpin.

Before the mouth of Portsmouth harbour runs out like a vast court before the front gate of a castle the noble road of Spithead. It takes its name from a Sandbank which extends from the right side of the harbour running towards Southsea Castle and ending in a point which is called the head of the Spit or Spithead. Round this point under the batteries of Southsea Castle all ships must pass that go from Portsmouth harbour into Spithead road which stretches five or six leagues; and it is well secured from every wind by the folding of the Isle of Wight over the Hampshire coast. Here the fleets of England ride in safety till they are fully reinforced by the several ships intended to join them as each is equipped and leaves the harbour.

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Quotations
 Chapter 24 
She had a letter from him herself, a few hurried happy lines, written as the ship came up Channel, and sent into Portsmouth with the first boat that left the Antwerp at anchor in Spithead;
 Chapter 38 
And now you must be off for Spithead too. Campbell has been here, quite in a worry about you; and now what shall we do? I thought to have had such a comfortable evening with you, and here everything comes upon me at once.”
 Chapter 38 
“To be sure, I had much rather she had stayed in harbour, that I might have sat a few hours with you in comfort; but as there is a boat ashore, I had better go off at once, and there is no help for it. Whereabouts does the Thrush lay at Spithead? Near the Canopus? But no matter; here’s Fanny in the parlour, and why should we stay in the passage? Come, mother, you have hardly looked at your own dear Fanny yet.”
 Chapter 38 
“The doctor has been here inquiring for you: he has got one of the boats, and is to be off for Spithead by six, so you had better go with him.”
 Chapter 39 
He did not want abilities but he had no curiosity, and no information beyond his profession; he read only the newspaper and the navy–list; he talked only of the dockyard, the harbour, Spithead, and the Motherbank; he swore and he drank, he was dirty and gross.
 Chapter 42 
The day was uncommonly lovely. It was really March; but it was April in its mild air, brisk soft wind, and bright sun, occasionally clouded for a minute; and everything looked so beautiful under the influence of such a sky, the effects of the shadows pursuing each other on the ships at Spithead and the island beyond, with the ever–varying hues of the sea, now at high water, dancing in its glee and dashing against the ramparts with so fine a sound, produced altogether such a combination of charms for Fanny, as made her gradually almost careless of the circumstances under which she felt them.
 

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