In Dublin a man leaves the city behind him when he enters the college, passes completely out of the atmosphere of the University when he steps on to the pavement.

The physical contrast is striking enough, appealing to the ear and the eye.

The rattle of the traffic, the jangling of cart bells, the inarticulate babel of voices, suddenly cease when the archway of the great entrance-gate is passed.
An immense silence takes their place.

There is no longer any need for watchfulness, nor risk of being hustled by the hurrying crowds.
Instead of footway and street crossing there are broad walks, untrodden stretches of smooth grass.

The heavy campanile is in front, and heights of gray building frown down on each side.