So Smithson urges us up to 'rus in urbe' where he marvels at 'the way the countryside comes into the town', the way you get 'actual clear sight of fields and trees at the end of urban views', and arrives at the 'extraordinarily nice' Widcombe Terrace, 'original, civilised and beautiful'. (Unusually, these are the fronts of the houses, there is a wide Edgar Buildings-like pavement between the front door and the garden.)