Glimpses of America: A Pictorial and Descriptive History of Our Country's Scenic MarvelsBuel, James W. (James William)
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Glimpses of America: A Pictorial and Descriptive History of Our Country's Scenic Marvels
Buel, James W. (James William)
United States -- Pictorial works
has its own style of architecture, and yet they contrast with one
another in the most harmoniously artistic manner. The Elephantine ruins
on the Nile, the temples of Greece, the pagodas of China, and the
cathedrals of Southern Europe, present no more variety of pleasing
structures than those encountered in descending the stair-way from the
high plateaus to the deep Cañon of the Colorado. As we pass from terrace
to terrace, the scene is constantly changing; not only in the bolder and
grander masses which dominate the landscape, but in every detail and
accessory as well: in the tone of the color-masses, in the vegetation,
and in the spirit and subjective influences of the scenery. The profile
of the Vermilion Cliffs is very complex, though conforming to a definite
type and composed of simple elements. While varying much in different
localities, it never loses its typical character. The cliffs consist of
an ascending series of vertical ledges, rising story above story, with
intervening slopes covered with heaps of rocks, through which project
their fretted edges. The composite effect given by the multiple cliffs
and sloping water-tables rising tier above tier, is highly
architectural, and shows in striking contrast with the rough and craggy
aspect of the cliffs of other regions. This effect is much increased by
the aberrant manner in which the wall advances in promontories or
recedes in alcoves, and by the wings and gables that jut out from every
lateral face. In many places side cañons have cut the terrace platforms
deeply, and open in magnificent gate-ways upon the broad desert plain in
front. We look into them from afar, wonderingly and questioningly, with
our fancy pleased to follow their windings until their sudden turns
carry them into distant, unseen depths. In other places the cliffs verge
into towering buttes, rearing their unassailable summits into the
clouds, rich with the aspiring forms of a pure Gothic type, and flinging
back in red and purple the intense sunlight that is poured upon them.
Could the imagination blanch those colors, it might compare them with
vast icebergs, sent from the face of a glacier and floating majestically
out to sea.
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