1In front of the temple stands a wooden arch, called a torii.
2And then he built a torii with three exceedingly small needles.'
3Over a long bridge and under a tall torii we roll into upward-sloping streets.
4All things within the temple grounds have sacred names, even the torii and the bridges.
5This latter I will describe when Japan, the land of the torii, is the topic.
6The great torii which forms the sea-gate of Hinomisaki is of white granite, and severely beautiful.
7And there is usually a small shrine placed before the tree, and a little torii also.
8Like Enoshima, Kitzuki has a torii for its city gate; but the torii is not of bronze.
9Before each torii sit a pair of weird foxes-oneto the right and one to the left.
10That is a torii: the construction varying little in design, whether made of stone, wood, or metal.
11The grand shrines all have an imposing torii, or gateway, that look like unusually decorative, outsize goalposts.
12How describe a torii to those who have never looked at one even in a photograph or engraving?
13Advancing beyond this torii, I find myself in a sort of park or pleasure-ground on the summit of the hill.
14Across the gravel courtyard and up another flight of steps, I passed through the torii gate to the shrine itself.
15We pass a torii and beyond it come to a stone monument covered with figures of monkeys chiselled in relief.
16This curious street ends at another torii, a wooden torii, with a steeper flight of stone steps ascending to it.