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.

Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.

Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge
Rose, like an exhalation.

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.

Architecture, of all the arts, is the one which acts the most slowly, but the most surely, on the soul

Architecture, of all the arts, is the one which acts the most slowly, but the most surely, on the soul

There are three forms of visual art: Painting is art to look at, sculpture is art you can walk around, read more

There are three forms of visual art: Painting is art to look at, sculpture is art you can walk around, and architecture is art you can walk through

An architect is the drawer of dreams

An architect is the drawer of dreams

Architecture is the learned game, correct and magnificent, of forms assembled in the light.

Architecture is the learned game, correct and magnificent, of forms assembled in the light.

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.

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.