This is another image I've blatantly stolen from Inscrutable Being, but I don't think the author will mind. At some point I shall have to dredge up some of the Liturgical Arts Quarterly coverage that attended the construction of this grandiose pile on Broad Street, Philadelphia; that such a monument has been utterly forgotten by historians and architectural connoisseurs casts light not only on the selective amnesia of preservationists but also that the early twentieth-century was so crowded with good churches going up across the United States at such a rate that it could be, in a sense, lost in the shuffle. It is not the work of a major master, but one George I. Lovatt, but is nonetheless spectacular in the majesty of its massing and the delicacy of its detail, and reminds us that Romanesque is not limited to the strictly basilican in its architectural repertoire of tricks.