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La porte blanche intérieure (the inner White Gate), built in 1533.

Th. Müller from Strasbourg illustré (Strasbourg illustrated), by Frédéric Piton, Strasbourg, Leipzig, Paris, Basel, 1855.

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La porte blanche intérieure (the inner White Gate), built in 1533.

Th. Müller from Strasbourg illustré (Strasbourg illustrated), by Frédéric Piton, Strasbourg, Leipzig, Paris, Basel, 1855.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, April 7, 2014
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View of the city’s old fortifications, 1830.

Th. Müller from Strasbourg illustré (Strasbourg illustrated), by Frédéric Piton, Strasbourg, Leipzig, Paris, Basel, 1855.

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View of the city’s old fortifications, 1830.

Th. Müller from Strasbourg illustré (Strasbourg illustrated), by Frédéric Piton, Strasbourg, Leipzig, Paris, Basel, 1855.

(Source: archive.org)

Monday, April 7, 2014

Fudge

To execute work without the proper materials, and where the workman is obliged to substitute one article for another, and by contrivance make his work passable: when such cases occur, they show the skill and ingenuity of the compositor or pressman, in making his production look well.


From A Dictionary of the Art of Printing, by William Savage, London, 1841.

Sunday April 6 2014 — 41 notes
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I stood on the bridge at midnight.

Myles Birket Foster, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

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I stood on the bridge at midnight.

Myles Birket Foster, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

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Saturday, April 5, 2014
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The moon was pallid, but not faint 

Jane E. Benham, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

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The moon was pallid, but not faint

Jane E. Benham, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

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Saturday, April 5, 2014
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A voice replied, far up the height,
Excelsior!

Jane E. Benham, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

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A voice replied, far up the height,
Excelsior!

Jane E. Benham, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

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Saturday, April 5, 2014
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And a little face at the window 
Peers out into the night.

Myles Birket Foster, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

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And a little face at the window
Peers out into the night.

Myles Birket Foster, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

(Source: archive.org)

Friday, April 4, 2014
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Beneath some patriarchal tree
I lay upon the ground.

Myles Birket Foster, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

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Beneath some patriarchal tree
I lay upon the ground.

Myles Birket Foster, from Poems, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, Boston, 1852.

(Source: archive.org)

Friday, April 4, 2014