Constantin Francois de Chassebeouf de Volney once said...
Who knows but that hereafter some traveller like myself will sit
down upon the banks of the Seine, the Thames, or the Zuyder Zee,
where now, in the tumult of enjoyment, the heart and the eyes are
too slow to take in the multitude of sensations? Who knows but
he will sit down solitary amid silent ruins, and weep a people
inurned and their greatness changed into an empty name?