The Architecture and Landscape Gardening of the Exposition

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Page 115 - I therefore repeat, that it is absolutely indispensable for the United States to effect a passage from the Mexican Gulf to the Pacific Ocean ; and I am certain that they will do it.
Page 117 - Facing west from California's shores, Inquiring, tireless, seeking what is yet unfound, I, a child, very old, over waves, towards the house of maternity, the land of migrations, look afar, Look off the shores of my Western sea, the circle almost circled; For starting westward from Hindustan, from the vales of Kashmere, From Asia, from the north, from the God, the sage, and the hero, From the south, from the flowery peninsulas and the spice islands, Long having...
Page 135 - So forth issew'd the Seasons of the yeare. First, lusty Spring, all dight in leaves of flowres That freshly budded and new bloosmes did beare, (In which a thousand birds had built their bowres...
Page 119 - DAWN APPEARS. THUS RISE AND SET IN CONSTANT CHANGE THOSE SHINING ORBS AND REGULATE THE VERY LIFE OF THIS OUR WORLD.
Page 121 - THE BALMY AIR DIFFUSES HEALTH AND FRAGRANCE. SO TEMPERED IS THE GENIAL GLOW THAT WE KNOW NEITHER HEAT NOR COLD. TULIPS AND HYACINTHS ABOUND. FOSTERED BY A DELICIOUS CLIME THE EARTH BLOOMS LIKE A GARDEN.— Firdausi, Persia.
Page 175 - To make a Fine Arts composition that will fit this modified melancholy, we must use those forms in architecture and gardening that will affect the emotions in such a way as to produce on the individual the same modified sadness as the galleries do.
Page 119 - They who know the truth are not equal to those who love it, and they who love it are not equal to those who find pleasure in it.
Page 175 - ... would have a sense of mysterious fear and even terror, as of something uncanny. If the same temple, pure and beautiful in lines and color, were placed on the face of a placid lake, surrounded by high trees and lit up by a glorious full moon, you would recall the days when your mother pressed you to her bosom and your final sob was hushed by a protecting spirit hovering over you, warm and large.
Page 175 - ... the same modified sadness as the galleries do. Suppose you were to put a Greek temple in the middle of a small mountain lake surrounded by dark, deep rocky cliffs, with the white foam dashing over the marble temple floor, you would have a sense of mysterious fear and even terror, as of something uncanny. If the same temple, pure and beautiful in lines and color, were placed on the face of a placid lake...

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