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The mother art is architecture. Without an architecture of our own we have no soul of our own civilization.
The mother art is architecture. Without an architecture of our own we have no soul of our own civilization.
And the house, when it was in building, was built of stone made
ready before it was brought thither: read more
And the house, when it was in building, was built of stone made
ready before it was brought thither: so that there was neither
hammer nor axe nor any tool of iron heard in the house, while it
was in building.
Architecture is a social act and the material theater of human activity.
Architecture is a social act and the material theater of human activity.
Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.
Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.
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.
An architect is the drawer of dreams
An architect is the drawer of dreams
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.
Nor did there want
Cornice or frieze with bossy sculpture graven.
Nor did there want
Cornice or frieze with bossy sculpture graven.
