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Architecture is the art of how to waste space.
Architecture is the art of how to waste space.
Fashion is architecture: it is a matter of proportions.
Fashion is architecture: it is a matter of proportions.
No hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung,
Like some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung.
Majestic silence.
No hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung,
Like some tall palm the mystic fabric sprung.
Majestic silence.
The stone which the builders refused is become the head stone of
the corner.
The stone which the builders refused is become the head stone of
the corner.
In the elder days of Art,
Builders wrought with greatest care
Each minute and unseen part;
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In the elder days of Art,
Builders wrought with greatest care
Each minute and unseen part;
For the gods see everywhere.
For he is our peace, who hath made both one, and hath broken down
the middle wall of partition read more
For he is our peace, who hath made both one, and hath broken down
the middle wall of partition between us; . . .
There was King Bradmond's palace,
Was never none richer, the story says:
For all the windows and read more
There was King Bradmond's palace,
Was never none richer, the story says:
For all the windows and the walls
Were painted with gold, both towers and halls;
Pillars and doors all were of brass;
Windows of latten were set with glass;
It was so rich in many wise,
That it was like a paradise.
A man who could build a church, as one may say, by squinting at a
sheet of paper.
A man who could build a church, as one may say, by squinting at a
sheet of paper.
Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.
Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.