Plymouth Boca Grande y Boca Chica Cartagena Channel Canal Panama Canal Cesar Franck Shofar Horn Caracol Seine Prow
Psalm28:1
[[A Psalm of David.]] Unto thee will I cry, O LORD my rock; be not silent to me: lest, if thou be silent to me, I become like them that go down into the pit.
The company started on a shoestring
“the gulf between the Victorian sensibility and our
own”~~~Babette Deutsch
“The wind moving gently his great shock of voluminous
white hair”~~~Melville D. Post
“A few shocks of corn in a corner of a fallow mead
stood up as if alive.”~~~D.H. Lawrence
“Suddenly a few feet away the entire plate-glass
window shivered into confetti.”~~~Ian Fleming
“I am standingon the Pont des Arts in Paris. On one
side of the Seine is the harmonious, reasonable façade of the Institute of
France, built as a college in about 1670. On the other bank is the Louvre,
built continuously from the Middle Ages to the nineteehth century: classical
architecture at its most splendid and assured.”~~~Kenneth Clark:
CIVILISATION: Ch 1
Monument to Franck at the Square Samuel-Rousseau, 7th arrondissement.
"Nature
assisted him in this effort, for it had made the city easy to defend:
Cartagena stood in the middle of a strange island. Stretching some seven
and a half miles along the coast of South America, with one shore
beautiful, straight and smooth, and the other resembling an octopus with
many arm- and leg-like peninsulas, with vast impenetrable swamps and
unscalable cliffs, this island was designed by nature gone mad. To
invade its one settlement, Cartagena, was almost impossible. Of course,
when an adversary came at Cartagena from the Caribbean he found an
approach that appeared both easy and promising, for at the southern tip
of the octopus island waited a broad, beautiful entrance into the harbor
leading to the city; Boca Grande it was called, Big Mouth. But its
allure was deceptive, for it was extremely shallow; and what was worse,
to keep out any enemy, Don Diego had commanded that ships be scuttled in
the middle of the passage, which meant that not even an alien rowboat
could penetrate."~~~James A. Michener : CARIBBEAN. Ch.4 The Spanish Lake
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