William Morris之小說『烏有鄉消息』（News from nowhere or an Epoch of Rest : Being Some Chapters from a Utopian Romance）（黃嘉德等譯，北京：商務，1997）【—這本除了News from nowhere之外，還包括A Dream of John Ball (1886) 】。第六章*（附件）一開始有此街之最美的描述（比我印象中的美）：此網址附1900的街頭很好：現在日本電子公司的廣告在Circle 招攬生意：
http://www.uiowa.edu/~wmorris/news/chaptervi.html
這條街的起源跟服飾有關：
The name arises from a tailor named Robert Baker, who owned a shop in The Strand in the late 16th century and early 17th century. He amassed a large fortune by making and selling picadils (stiff collars with scalloped edges and a broad laced or perforated border), that were then in fashion.
（這picadils 究竟是什麼collar，請找圖並參考它的說明（我還有點不清楚……）：The scalloped（這種形狀只能讀圖） or tabbed edge at the neck and armhole, fashionable in late 16th and early 17th-century dress. The name Piccadilly was given to a London thoroughfare because of a tailor named Robert Baker who specialized in making picadils.
它曾是那麼風行，不過大陸翻譯『法國中尉的女人』將此略譯on Page 210:
"... an endless flow of gloves, scarves, stocks, hats, gaiters, Oxonians (a kind of shoe then in vogue), and collars - Piccadilly’s, Shakspere’s, Dog-collar’s, Dux’s - Sam had a fixation on collars, I am not sure it wasn’t a fetish, for he ..."）
在V. Woolf的許多作品，都提到這兒（繁華的商場等等）作為「賣淫」的集中地之一（她討論了這方面之女權）：
‘In Piccadilly? They are prostitutes,’ said Helen. ‘It is terrifying — it is
disgusting,’ Rachel asserted, as if she included Helen in her hatred. ...（The Voyage Out: Voyage Out Page 76 -）
- The long loop of Piccadilly, diamond-stitched, shows to best advantage when it is
... Indeed, Piccadilly and Holborn, and the empty sitting-room and the ...（Jacob’s Room Page 125）
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We came suddenly out of the woodland into a short street of handsomely built houses, which my companion named to me at once as Piccadilly: the lower part of these I should have called shops, if it had not been that, as far as I could see, the people were ignorant of the arts of buying and selling. Wares were displayed in their finely designed fronts, as if to tempt people in, and people stood and looked at them, or went in and came out with parcels under their arms, just like the real thing. On each side of the street ran an elegant arcade to protect foot-passengers, as in some of the old Italian cities. About halfway down, a huge building of the kind I was now prepared to expect told me that this also was a centre of some kind, and had its special public buildings.
Said Dick: “Here, you see, is another market on a different plan from most others: the upper stories of these houses are used for guest-houses; for people from all about the country are apt to drift up hither from time to time, as folk are very thick upon the ground, which you will see evidence of presently, and there are people who are fond of crowds, though I can’t say that I am.”
I couldn’t help smiling to see how long a tradition would last. Here was the ghost of London still asserting itself as a centre,—an intellectual centre, for aught I knew.
