Arte Rupestre

Lascaux
Altamira
"Altamirano"
Eye of the Tiger
Cave Painting 

Psalm 29:7
"The voice of the LORD divideth the flames of fire."

Prov.5:1 
" My son, attend unto my wisdom, and bow thine ear to my understanding:"

Chess: "Lascaux" "Altamira" "Altamirano" "Cave Painting" "Eye of the Tiger"“Blue Lagoon” “Blue-Bleu” “Llamas” “EA” “easel”

From the Vision of Columbus

By Joel Barlow (1754–1812)

Where Spring's coy steps, in cold Canadia, stray,      
And joyless seasons hold unequal sway,      
He saw the pine its daring mantle rear,                               533.
Break the rude blast and mock the inclement year,      
Secure the limits of the angry skies,      
And bid all southern vegetation rise.      
Wild o'er the vast, impenetrable round,      
The untrod bowers of shadowy nature frown'd;                    538.
The neighbouring cedar waved its honours wide,      
The fir's tall boughs, the oak's resistless pride,      
The branching beach, the aspin's trembling shade,      
Veil'd the dim heavens and brown'd the dusky glade.      
Here in huge crouds those sturdy sons of earth,                   543.
In frosty regions, claim a nobler birth;      
Where heavy trunks the sheltering dome requires,      
And copious fuel feeds the wintery fires.      
While warmer suns, that southern climes emblaze,      
A cool deep umbrage o'er the woodland raise; 548.
Floridia's blooming shores around him spread,      
And Georgian hills erect their shady head;      
Beneath tall trees, in livelier verdure gay,      
Long level walks a humble garb display;      
The infant corn, unconscious of its worth, 553.
Points the green spire and bends the foliage forth;      
Sweeten'd on flowery banks, the passing air      
Breathes all the untasted fragrance of the year;      
Unbidden harvests o'er the regions rise,      
And blooming life repays the genial skies. 558.
Where circling shores around the gulph extend,      
The bounteous groves with richer burdens bend;      
Spontaneous fruits the uplifted palms unfold,      
The beauteous orange waves a load of gold,      
The untaught vine, the wildly-wanton cane 563.
Bloom on the waste, and clothe the enarbour'd plain,      
The rich pimento scents the neighbouring skies,      
And woolly clusters o'er the cotton rise.      
Here, in one view, the same glad branches bring      
The fruits of autumn and the flowers of spring;                       568.
No wintery blasts the unchanging year deform,      
Nor beasts unshelter'd fear the pinching storm;      
But vernal breezes o'er the blossoms rove,      
And breathe the ripen'd juices thro' the grove.      
Beneath the crystal wave's inconstant light, 573.
Pearls undistinguish'd sparkle on the sight;      
From opening earth, in living lustre, shine      
The various treasures of the blazing mine;      
Hills, cleft before him, all their stores unfold,      
The quick mercurius and the burning gold;                        578.
Gems of unnumber'd hues, in bright array,      
Illume the changing rocks and shed the beams of day.      
When now the Chief had travel'd with his eye,      
O'er each fair clime that meets the incumbent sky;     

  Vision of Columbus