#St gall library

[eli-zab3th]

Abbey Library of Saint Gall, St. Gall, Switzerland

Pictures by @eli-zab3th

[livesunique]

St. Gall Library, Saint Gallen, Switzerland

• It was founded in the 8th century and contains over 170,000 documents, including many rare and valuable manuscripts.

• Nearly half of the handwritten books are from the Middle Ages, and 400 are over 1000 years old!

• The library is also known for its stunning baroque architecture, which was added in the 18th century.

Photo By Till Forrer

[dlyarchitecture]

[exhaslo]

Kinktober Day 20- Roommate!Miguel x Reader

*Requested by Reader ;) *

        It was your third year of college and you had decided to get one of the dorm houses right next to the college. Finally! No more small apartment in a large dorm hall; no more random fire alarms because someone didn't know how long to cook popcorn; no more being locked out of your dorm room because you were in a shared bathroom; and finally, no more loud and obnoxious roommates. Having this house meant that you picked your roommate. You had your freedom.

        What better than a roommate who is going to have their heads stuck in the books or at the library? You interviewed so many people, but only one caught your attention as the perfect roommate. 

Miguel O'Hara

         The man was not only eye candy, but one of the smartest students on campus. Correction, he was the smartest student. You were surprised when he was in the hunt for a roommate. The two of you got along and you decided to go with him. All you ever heard about him was either girls wanting to fuck him, or that he was a hardass who kept his head in the books. A perfect roommate.

         Things were going smoothly for the first few months. You barely saw him due to your conflicting schedules, but he kept his part of the house clean. There was never any loud noise from his room, nor was there any reason to complain. The only little issue you were having was that he was too fucking sexy.

        Lord did the impure thoughts start when you saw him exit the shower one day. You swore drool was coming out of your mouth as you stared at him. You would have never thought that Miguel was so fit. No wonder why all the girls on campus wanted to date him. The man had a body of a god!

"Perhaps I should charge a fee," Miguel said, waking you from your trance. Your face was flustered,

"Sorry! I was just surprised!" You admitted, hiding your embarrassment. 

"Surprised it took you long enough to know why I like to hide here instead of the library?" You could have sworn you saw a smirk on his face, "Midterms are coming up. Let me know if you need help...studying."

        Oh man, you were embarrassed. Since then, Miguel had gotten a little more snarky with you. In a playful manner. Honestly, it felt like he was pulling st your heart strings. The man was smart, hot and a menace to your thoughts. You were ashamed to say that you had thought about your roommate a lot at night as you played with yourself.

        You weren't the only one. Miguel was pumping his dick in his hand every night to the thought of you under him. You were pretty dangerous to be around. Walking around in your underwear and a shirt; laying on the couch; hell, Miguel was even aroused by you cooking dinner. In his eyes, you were already his. He just hadn't sealed the deal yet.

"Argh, I hate men!" You cried out, planting your face onto the couch. Miguel was sitting on the side chair,

"Including me?" He asked, not straying away from his essay. You huffed, face him,

"No..."

"Good, now who do I have to beat up for annoying my precious roommate?"

"Hahaaa, just one of my classmates. We were doing a project and he had the gall to tell me I had no idea what I'm doing. I fucking major in the subject!"

       As you were venting, Miguel was staring at you. He found it cute how red your cheeks got when you were angry. How tight your clothes were against your body. Miguel wanted to see you strip. To get lazy and comfy. It was something only for his eyes to see. He moved his laptop over his bulge, wanting to hide the fact that he was getting turned on from just staring at you.

"And then he had the absolute nerve after all that to ask me out! Like, why would I want to date a rude snob like him?! After I said hell no, he called me a bitch and went to shit talk me to his friends!" You whimpered, tears threatening to spill. 

        Miguel immediately went to your aid. He brought you a box of tissues, sitting beside you now. You rested your head against his shoulder, trying your best to not cry.

"I can beat him up for you, amor. (love). You can do so much better."

"Haha, thanks Miguel."

---------------

          After that, you went back to your hard studies since Finals were around the corner. That boy who had bothered you prior stopped bothering you completely. In fact, he avoided you. It was strange, but you were happy about it. All you needed was to pass your classes. Miguel helped you study for midterms, perhaps he was willing to help you again for finals?

        You were sitting in your shared living room, waiting for Miguel's class to get out. You were getting frustrated from trying to figure out stuff from another class. Glancing at the time, you inhaled deeply. There was still plenty of time before Miguel came home, you could use a little destress. Laying against the couch, you spread your legs and began to rub your clit was massaging you breast.

"Mhm, Miguel," You closed your eyes, imaging that it was Miguel toying with your body.

        Raising your hips, you started to feverishly rub your clit. Whines coming out as you desperately wanted Miguel to touch you. You lowered your fingers to your aching hole, doing your best to finger yourself.

"Miguel!" You whined.

"Fuck," Miguel groaned as he walked through the door. You gasped loudly, fixing yourself, 

"M-Miguel!? Y-Your c-class-?!" You panicked. Miguel hurried to your side,

"Don't you fucking stop now." He groaned, his hands making haste into your shorts, "Fuck, hearing your moans when I walk in. Cómo puedo contenerme? (How can I hold myself back?)"

       You gasped as Miguel had you pinned to the couch. His hands quickly replaced yours and he entered two digits into your wet cunt. You moaned, arching your back into the couch as he pumped his fingers roughly. Your pussy clentching down against his hand whike your hips moved against his palm. His fingers were so thick, bigger than some of your toys. He was already stretching you out.

"Hah, ah, M-Miguel..." You whimpered a moan as he curled his fingers. Miguel licked his lips,

"Qué hermoso. Tu cuerpo se está desmoronando por mi culpa. (How beautiful. Your body just falling apart because of me.)" You trembled as you reached your first orgasm, "What a naughty roommate. Teasing me so much."

        You panted heavily, never experience an orgasm like that before. You followed Miguel's gaze, watching him undo his pants as he licked his fingers. His pupils almost looked blown once he had a taste of you. It made you wetter. Finally, all of those wet dreams you've had of fucking your roommate was about to come true. Miguel cussed lowly as his belt got in the way.

"I never seen you this stressed," You teased, helping him undo his pants, "How long have you been wanting this?"

"Why do you think I became your roommate?" Miguel watched your reaction towards his large dick, "You?"

"Before midterms,"

        You stroked his dick with both hands. His low rumbling groans were turning you on more. You brought your lips to his tip, licking the precum that had started to drip. You winced at the salty taste but continued to suck him. Miguel's hand rested on your head as you bobbed your head against him. It was difficult and you could not take him fully, but Miguel seemed to enjoy it. Tears formed from the corner of your eyes as Miguel forced your head lower.

        Muffling against his dick, Miguel stopped, allowing you to breathe. You crawled over his lap, positioning his dick over your soaked hole. Miguel held your hips and placed you on your back before entering. The two of you moaned in unison. Miguel held your legs up as he stretched you out. Miguel was destroying your pussy and he hadn't even moved yet. You gripped the couch's blanket, raising your hips as he kept pushing himself inside.

"Looks like you need help with your finals," Miguel groaned, watching your pussy suck his dick as he finally fit his whole length, "Let me start by teaching this naughty pussy a lesson."

"Mhm, p-please," You begged. Miguel pulled back then slapped his length into you with force, "Ah~!" You cried out.

"Qué compañera de cuarto más cachonda. ¿A punto de romperse después de un solo empujón de mi polla? Tu coño fue hecho solo para mí. Mira lo mojada que estás, sólo para mí. (What a slutty roommate. About to break after just one thrust of my dick? Your pussy was made just for me. Look at how wet you are, just for me.)"

"M-Miguel!" 

        You gasped for air as he fucked your brains out. Each thrust was bringing your orgasm closer and closer. Miguel grabbed your breasts, playing with them as he sucked on your collarbone. His dick pounding you relentlessly. He had his body pinned against you like an animal in heat, refusing to let you go. You wrapped your arms around his neck, moaning into his ear as you reached another orgasm. Miguel shivered in delight and decided to reward you. He slammed his cock a few more times, filling your womb with his cum.

"Looks like you're going to need a lot more lessons, cariño (sweetheart). But don't worry, I won't charge my dear roommate."

"Y-You better not." You huffed. Miguel smirked as he gave you another slap of his dick, "W-Wait~ Mhm, d-don't...d-do that." Your whines turned into moans as Miguel kept abusing your poor cunt.

"After waiting this long, you really don't think I'm not going to fuck you dumb? Gotta make sure I keep tutoring you."

"Hah, hah, y-yes," You replied, throwing your head back in pleasure.

        You did not care how many times you needed to ask Miguel for help. You knew that he would tutor you seriously. It was your payment that you really looked forward too. Anytime either of you were stressed, you two had some of the best sex. When it was time to renew your lease for the house, both you and Miguel did not hesitate to agree. Miguel was the perfect roommate. Perfect boyfriend. You were not letting go of him, and neither was he of you.

[an-obsessed-bibliophile]

St Gall Abbey Library

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The Magyar invasion of Saint Gall from the Codex Sangallensis 602, manuscript dated 15th C. CE

"According to tradition, Saint Gall, a learned, probably Irish monk and faithful disciple to Saint Columbanus, founded a hermitage on the site that would come to encompass the abbey St. Gall around 610.

The abbey of St. Gall flourished during the Carolingian Era (750-887), emerging as a regional center of learning and trade. Housing one of the first monastery schools north of the Alps, the abbey had grown into a massive monastic center, replete with large guest houses, a working hospital, farms and stables, and a renowned library. The abbey quickly became a magnet for Anglo-Saxon and Irish scholars and monks who copied and illuminated manuscripts. Wealthy nobles, in turn, enriched the abbey through patronization and donations of land. By the turn of the ninth century, the abbey was among the most prestigious and wealthiest in Europe.

Three chroniclers substantiate, in different versions written between 970 and 1074, of a Magyar attack on St. Gall and its environs. The Alemannian Annals, written in the ninth and tenth centuries, mention the Magyars nine times, while the St. Gallen Annals of the tenth century do so fifteen times. The most interesting information about the Magyar sack comes from the chronicle of the monk Ekkerhart IV who lived more than a century after the invasion. According to him, as the Magyars swept through Swabia and entered the vicinity of Lake Constance, Abbot Engilbert took protective measures to ensure the survival of the monastery. He ordered the abbey’s old monks and young students to move to Wasserburg, which lies along Lake Constance and near Lindau, to await the siege. The younger, stronger monks were to seek refuge in the woods and hills near the village of Bernhardzell, to the northwest of St. Gall.

On May 1, 926, the Magyars stormed St. Gall. The attackers advanced to the church of St. Mangen and set it on fire. They also tried to set fire to Wiborada’s hermitage, as they could not locate its entrance. Meanwhile, other Magyar warriors ransacked the monastery, taking what booty they could find.

Despite observing their lust for loot, the chronicles praise the Magyars in their ability to assume battle formation in a matter of only a few seconds, in their use of a sophisticated network of couriers to communicate with troops from afar, and in their mastery of various weapons. Noted further were the Magyars’ love of wine, music, dance, and fresh, tasty, meats.

After a few days of rest, the Magyars moved on to target other Swabian cities, leaving the imbecilic Heribald behind. When the monks and friars returned to St. Gall to assess the damage, they questioned Heribald about what he had seen. He reportedly said, “They were wonderful! I have never seen such cheerful people in our monastery. They distributed plenty of food and drink.”"

-James Blake Wiener, When the Magyars invaded St. Gall. From the Swiss National Museum blog.

[stadt-st-gallen]

I’m not kidding this blog is so funny and I want to go to stadt st gallen. And I absolutely HATE traveling so this is a big thing I’m definitely gonna try to visit

Very good idea. There will be no Consequences to this.

No disappointment. No boredom. No being Galled and Appalled. Just marvel at the Abbey Library of Saint Gall. Bliss at the Drei Weieren. And a third thing for sure!

[sailtomarina]

Wanting to Know Me; Wanting to Know You

So here we are, at the start of Dramione Month, and I’ve decided to toss my hat into the ring and see just how far I can go. This will be my first time participating and I’m basically treating it like my own daily prompter. Most of these will be one shots, like here, but, depending on the reception, I may consider extending some promising ones into more. Today's prompt: Hogwarts - Eighth Year Read in full on AO3! Or, read below for a sneak peek:

There was no question about it. Draco Malfoy had returned to Hogwarts a changed man.

Hermione didn’t even consider categorizing her former rival as a “boy,” not after everything they’d all gone through the past several years. Their experiences were not the sorts of memories any child should carry, and they’d all long lost any claim to the mere notion of youth. They had become adults from far too young an age, Harry and Malfoy most of all.

She’d testified for him alongside her friends—it was the very least they could do considering the pressure he’d been under and the changes they’d seen in him by the end. That didn’t mean they excused all that he’d done. No. There was too much ugly history there.

They did their part to clarify the events of the Astronomy Tower and Malfoy Manor, as well as the visible pressure they’d seen on him over the years under the watchful gaze of his father. Perhaps their testimony helped, because it wasn’t long after that the Wizengamot laid down the verdict—no Azkaban, but a forced return to Hogwarts with expectations of the highest marks and a decade of service to the Ministry.

The first time Hermione set eyes on him at the start of their final, “eighth,” year, she saw a young man broken by the consequences of his actions. Like a wraith, he passed through the hallways nearly devoid of presence.

The first time she witnessed the once formidable Malfoy subject to a gigantic spoonful of his own medicine, she was embarrassed to say that it took her several minutes before she could react. 

She’d been on her way to the library following dinner when she heard scuffling followed by what sounded like pained grunts. The noise led her straight towards an abandoned classroom where a circle of students surrounded Draco Malfoy. She watched in horror as students of almost every house took turns taunting him, kicking, laughing. He remained almost completely silent through it all, only releasing barely audible groans after a particularly violent hit. He curled into a ball, protecting his front and crossing his arms protectively over his head. 

“He’s too quiet—we’re obviously not hitting him hard enough.”

Hermione didn’t recognize the Ravenclaw boy who spoke, but she did notice Seamus pulling out his wand.

“Maybe a little fire will wake him up,” he snarled, eyes sparking at Malfoy. Hermione recalled Seamus’ mother had only recently been discharged from St. Mungo’s after surviving a Deatheater attack at a cafe. “Incendi—”

“Protego!” The spell sprung from her lips before she even realized she’d cast it. The force of her shield was so strong, it shoved back Seamus and a few other boys who’d hovered behind him.

“What the hell, Hermione? What do you think you’re doing?” Seamus had the gall to point his wand towards her, and she reacted on instinct once more.

“Expelliarmus!”

His wand arced neatly through the air into her waiting hand. Muttering erupted all around her as all the focus turned away from Malfoy.

“Stopping you from something you’ll regret.” She remained hyper focused on the crowd surrounding her. After what she’d just seen, she didn’t put it past anyone to try and overpower her. She’d seen crowds feed into energy like this before.

“Oh, I definitely won’t regret giving this Death Eater exactly what he deserves.” Seamus’ expression was ugly, fists balled in determination.

“That isn’t our choice to make. He’s already received his verdict. The only thing you’d be doing is satisfying your own need for revenge by lowering yourself to the same level of people you claim to hate.” She raised her voice at the end, making sure the words were unmistakable to every single person in the room.

“Malfoy is the reason why so many of our classmates are dead, Hermione, or did you forget? If he just didn’t exist, they’d never have made it into Hogwarts—”

She cut him off before he could continue that train of thought. “If it wasn’t him, it would have been someone else. In the grand scheme of things, Draco Malfoy is nothing. You killing him does nothing except make you a killer.” She turned her eyes to the rest of the room. “Is that all you are? Murderers? What did you even learn from this war?”

Silence was her answer as the eyes on her fell away to look at the floor, or flicker over to Malfoy in indecision.

Seamus’ hand tugged at the back of his hair in frustration. “Bloody hell, Hermione, that isn’t what we were doing—”

“You weren’t trying to set him on fire just now?”

“Fuck. Yes, but it wasn’t like I was going to kill him. I just wanted him to feel a fraction of the pain he caused us—”

“Were you at his trial?”

He looked back at her in confusion. “No. I don’t see how that means anything.”

“So you didn’t witness when they extracted and viewed his memories.” She said it as a statement rather than a question.

“No, again, how does that even matter—”

“It matters because Malfoy has endured more pain than almost everyone in this room. I’m not making excuses for him, but I am telling the truth about that. If you want your wand back, if you all want to avoid expulsion, then I suggest you leave Malfoy alone.” Hermione stepped over to stand in front of where he was still cowering on the ground and watched as the students shuffled out. Seamus was the last to leave, scowling over at Malfoy one more time before slamming the door shut behind him.

Hermione waited a beat to make sure nobody returned, then cast her own locking spell before turning to check on her childhood bully. The irony of the situation didn’t escape her, but she wasn’t in a laughing mood.

“Malfoy?” She kept her voice calm and low, hoping it would relax him enough for her to check on his injuries. “Are you badly hurt?”

He remained quiet, curling up even tighter if that was even possible. For how much he’d grown the past couple of years, shoulders and thighs broadening to fill his uniform, he shrank down an impressive amount when threatened. He reminded her of the blast-ended skrewts with their armored shells made to protect their soft underbellies.

“Malfoy, it’s just me, Hermione. Everyone else left.”

Read in full here.

[rosehaunt]

architecture as a whole was so much more desirable to be in decades upon decades ago and I get there are many places in the world that have such ornate beautiful libraries, galleries ect…but compared to what we have to sit in today…like going to your local library is so uninspiring. I need to be in the Abbey Library of St. Gall in St. Gallen Switzerland right now.

[lefresne]

You know I was trying to not be a cunt abt it but that post that’s like who hasn’t fantasised abt copying a manuscript by candlelight……candlelight?? Candlelight you mean fire you mean the thing that famously destroyed libraries?? Have you not seen the ninth century plans for the abbey of St Gall? That scriptorium has windows babey!!

[arts-dance]

25 Most Beautiful Libraries in the World

For travelers who love books and reading, there’s no place more enchanting than a big, beautiful library. Being surrounded by thousands of books is a dream for many, but there are some libraries that take things to the next level with their jaw-dropping interiors. These are the kinds of places that act like shrines to the written word, whether they are steeped in centuries of history or are the cutting edge of modern design.  To help you add to your bucketlist, we’ve compiled this list of the most beautiful libraries in the world, many of which could vie for the title of the world’s best library.

The Library of the Benedictine Monastery in Admont, Austria Admont Abbey Library in Admont, Austria There’s little doubt that one of the best libraries in the world is the glamorous Admont Abbey Library of Austria. Full of exquisite frescoes set within Baroque architecture, you only need to take one look at this library to see what makes it special. Pristinely decorated in white and gold, this Austrian library dates back to 1776, although the monastery itself is considerably older.  Besides its grandeur, Admont Abbey also holds the title of largest monastery library in the world, containing around 70,000 volumes. One detail that’s tough to miss is the series of frescoes by Bartolomeo Altomonte that cover each of the library’s seven cupolas.

Bookshelf inside Peabody Library a research library for John Hopkins University in Baltimore, USA George Peabody Library in Baltimore, Maryland, USA At a glance, one could easily mistake the George Peabody Library of Baltimore, Maryland, for a luxury hotel or venue. That should give you an idea of what kind of glamor we’re talking about with this library at Johns Hopkins University. Gazing up from its elegant marble floor past five tiers of balconies to its expansive skylights, it’s hard to believe this is a research-focused academic library and not something far more extravagant.  Interestingly, this library was funded in 1878 by philanthropist George Peabody as a resource open to the public. Today it houses nearly 300,000 volumes, earning it the nickname of “the Cathedral of Books” in Baltimore.

Library of the Mafra National Palace in Portugal Mafra Palace Library in Mafra, Portugal It seems incredible that the Mafra Palace Library is said to be the highlight of a visit to this Portuguese palace. After all, we’re talking about quite an immense and stately royal palace with centuries of history behind it. But when it houses a Rococo masterpiece like the Mafra Palace Library, with marble floors, an intricate ceiling, and books on ornate shelves lining its 88-meter-long hall, that’s absolutely the case.  The library in Mafra dates from 1755, but the collection spans from the 14th to 19th centuries and even includes some volumes that were added only by special permission from the Pope, due to their “forbidden” nature.

The Long Room in the Old Library at Trinity College Dublin. Trinity College Library in Dublin, Ireland A beautiful library that really needs no introduction is the ever-popular Trinity College Library at the university in Dublin. One of the most famous libraries in the world, Trinity College Library is a classic Dublin tourist attraction, with crowds from all over the world visiting to see the stacked shelves of its iconic Long Room. The most impressive building of the library is the Old Library, where the Long Room is found, which dates back to 1592.  Beyond its gorgeous wooden architecture and arched ceiling, what makes the library so important is its vast collection, including the historic Book of Kells and a copy of the 1916 Proclamation of the Irish Republic, not to mention the incredibly symbolic Brian Boru harp.

Abbey Library Saint Gall in Austria Abbey Library of Saint Gall in St. Gallen, Switzerland Although St. Gallen may not be one of the better-known towns in Switzerland, it hides a pretty major attraction overlooked by many. This underestimated feature is the UNESCO heritage-listed Abbey Library of Saint Gall, a worthy contender for the title of world’s most beautiful library.  The Abbey Library of Saint Gall originated in 719 AD, and among its considerable archives lie thousands of books and manuscripts from the Middle Ages. But it’s really the striking carved woodwork and sublime Rococo ceiling that will make you fall in love with this library. Royal Portuguese Reading Room in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil T photography / shutterstock.com

Royal Portuguese Reading Room in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil Few associate South America with enchanting libraries, and that’s part of what makes the Royal Portuguese Reading Room of Rio such a delightful surprise. Built in 1837 to store the largest collection of Portuguese literature outside of Portugal, it seems to have also adopted the Portuguese love of captivating libraries as well. Step into the main reading room of the Royal Portuguese Cabinet of Reading and you’re sure to be overwhelmed by the dark woodwork and golden detail of its three stories of bookcases, not to mention the chandelier and stained-glass ceiling overhead.

National Library of the Girolamini Oratory in Naples, Italy The National Library of the Girolamini Oratory made headlines in 2013, although not for its rich interior or its status as one of the oldest libraries in Italy. Reports stated that the then-director and accomplices had looted the library, but fortunately most of the missing volumes were recovered following the arrests of the culprits. However, the news did rekindle a well-deserved interest in the 16th-century library. Rooms and halls inside the Biblioteca Girolamini vary in look, from modest rooms completely lined with historic wooden shelves to sublime chambers bearing magnificent fresco ceilings. Aerial view of main floor of the public Central Library in Seattle, USA Andriy Blokhin / shutterstock.com

Seattle Central Library in Seattle, Washington, USA While there are plenty of historic libraries that are beautiful, it’s possible to find beauty in modern ones as well, as the Seattle Central Library proves. Easily one of the coolest libraries in the world, the Seattle Central Library opened in 2004 in the city’s downtown area with a hyper-modern design. Still eye-catching today, the building is made of steel and glass, with an abstract design that’s just as interesting from the inside as the outside. The diamond-shaped lattice that wraps around its box-like design lets in lots of light, creating an open, fresh, and inviting feel uncommon with most libraries. Interior of new public library in Stuttgart, Germany Sasa Komlen / shutterstock.com

Stuttgart City Library in Stuttgart, Germany It’s difficult to imagine a more bright and contemporary public library than the Stuttgart City Library in Germany. In fact, since reopening in its new location in 2011, it’d be fair to say that this Stuttgart institution is a true contender for the distinction of best public library in the world.  The cube-like exterior of the library has drawn some strong public responses, but few could argue with the gleaming, minimalist main foyer of the library and its large central skylight. Some might even see in the library’s geometric heart a reminiscence of the incredible, dizzyingly patterned stepwells found in India.

[anastpaul]

Saint of the Day – 16 November – St Othmar of Saint Gall (c 689-c 759) known as “Poor Father”

Saint of the Day – 16 November – St Othmar of Saint Gall (c 689-c 759) known as “Poor Father”

Saint of the Day – 16 November – St Othmar of Saint Gall (c 689-c 759) Priest, the Founder and first Abbot of the Abbey of St Gall in Switzerland, founder of a hospital and a school as well as the famous Library of St Gall (see below), which is the oldest working Library in the world, Apostle of the poor and sick, defender of his people and Abbey against secular usurpers. Born as Alemanne Othmar…

[naturecoaster]

Pasco County Comfort Stations and Points of Distribution Open Daily 7 am - 8 pm

Pasco is offering multiple comfort stations across the county to provide essential services to hurricane victims. All Comfort Stations are open daily from 7 a.m. – 8 p.m.:* Hudson Regional Library | 8012 Library Rd, Hudson* Sea Ranch Civic Association | 13711 Veronica Dr, Hudson* South Holiday Library | 4649 Mile Stretch, Holiday* UF/IFAS Extension Pasco County One Stop Shop | 15029 14th St, Dade City* Zephyrhills Public Library | 5404 8th St, Zephyrhills Comfort Stations provide Laundry, Showers, Restrooms Comfort Stations may offer one or more of the following amenities:* Showers* Restrooms* Laundry facilities* Air conditioning* Charging stationsAvailable amenities vary based on location. Call or chat with Pasco Customer Service at 727.847.2411 / http://www.mypasco.net/ to verify amenities at a specific location.Pasco County also has the following Points of Distribution available with food, water, and other essential supplies:* Hudson Regional Library Parking Lot | 8012 Library Rd, Hudson* Dade City Fairgrounds Parking Lot | 36722 Co Rd 52, Dade City* St. Vincent DePaul Parking Lot | 4843 Mile Stretch, Holiday* Zephyrhills Location | 5435 Gall Blvd, ZephyrhillsPasco County Customer Service is open until 6 p.m. to answer your questions. Call 727.847.2411 or chat with us online at MyPasco.net Read the full article

[steliosagapitos]

~ "St. Gall Abbey Library, Switzerland. It contains 2,100 manuscripts from the 8th to 15th centuries and 1,650 incunabula, codices, ancient books and engravings. Its collection includes around 160,000 books." ~

[paramedicabroad]

Abbey of Saint Gall

Join me on a virtual pilgrimage to the heart of Switzerland, where the Abbey of Saint Gall stands as a testament to medieval splendor and cultural richness. Designated a UNESCO World Heritage Site, this abbey invites us to unravel its architectural marvels, intellectual legacy, and the echoes of centuries past.

Step into the hallowed halls of Saint Gall Abbey, a masterpiece of medieval architecture. Marvel at the intricate carvings, soaring arches, and the timeless beauty that graces this spiritual sanctuary.

Meet the revered guardians of Saint Gall Abbey, St. Gallus and St. Otmar. Their legacies are interwoven with the foundation of the abbey, symbolizing the spiritual dedication that has echoed through the centuries.

Delve into the abbey's rich intellectual legacy, particularly its famed Carolingian manuscripts. Saint Gall's library became a beacon of knowledge during the Middle Ages, with meticulously crafted manuscripts that preserved classical texts and illuminated the minds of scholars.

Embark on a literary journey within the Abbey Library, which houses a trove of rare manuscripts and incunabula. The library's Baroque hall, adorned with frescoes and stucco decorations, serves as a bibliophilic haven for scholars and visitors alike.

In 1983, Saint Gall Abbey earned its place on the prestigious list of UNESCO World Heritage Sites. This recognition honors the abbey's outstanding universal value, celebrating its role in the Carolingian Renaissance and the preservation of medieval knowledge.

Stroll through the cloister gardens, where tranquility and natural beauty converge. The abbey's verdant surroundings provide a serene retreat, inviting contemplation and quiet moments of reflection.

For centuries, pilgrims have undertaken journeys to Saint Gall Abbey, seeking spiritual solace and connection. The abbey's sacred atmosphere and cultural significance make it a timeless destination for those on a pilgrimage of the soul.

In conclusion, the Abbey of Saint Gall beckons us to traverse the corridors of history, intellect, and spirituality. When you're ready for a digital exploration of medieval magnificence, Saint Gall Abbey promises to captivate and inspire. 🏰📜🇨🇭

[biboocat]

The irony is the level of cruelty invoked in the name of god when the book or writer is ecclesiastical. What happened to compassion, forgiveness, charity? Supposedly pious men have used religion like this to commit the most unspeakable horrors over the centuries with untroubled consciences because it’s done in the name of their god. You can do good with or without god, but religious zealotry will always have the danger of abuse.

Here’s the first:

1. At the end of a Bible, written around the year 1172, the scribe added this statement: “If anyone take away this book, let him die the death; let him be fried in a pan; let the falling sickness and fever seize him; let him be broken on the wheel, and hanged. Amen.”

1. At the end of a Bible, written around the year 1172, the scribe added this statement: “If anyone take away this book, let him die the death; let him be fried in a pan; let the falling sickness and fever seize him; let him be broken on the wheel, and hanged. Amen.”

2. From a 13th-century manuscript kept at the Vatican Library:

“The finished book before you lies;

This humble scribe don’t criticize.

Whoever takes away this book

May he never on Christ look.

Whoever to steal this volume durst

May he be killed as one accursed.

Whoever to steal this volume tries

Out with his eyes, out with his eyes!”

3. A scribe used Latin and German to write this curse:

“This book belongs to none but me

For there’s my name inside to see.

To steal this book, if you should try,

It’s by the throat you’ll hang high.

And ravens then will gather ’bout

To find your eyes and pull them out.

And when you’re screaming “oh, oh, oh!”

Remember, you deserved this woe.”

4. You will find this curse in a 13th-century manuscript from England:

“This is the book of St.James of Wigmore. If anyone takes it away or maliciously destroys this notice in taking it away from the above-mentioned place, may he be tied by the chain of greater excommunication. Amen. So be it. So be it. So be it.”

5. Simon Vostre of Paris added this to a Book of Hours that he wrote in 1502:

“Whoever steals this Book of Prayer

May he be ripped apart by swine,

His heart be splintered, this I swear,

And his body dragged along the Rhine.”

6. From a manuscript kept at the Monastery of St Gall in 880:

“May no one believe that ever have I been taken,

But that happily this place never have I forsaken.

Yet may no one doubt that the wrath of God upon him will fall

If he essays to take me from the confines of St. Gall.”

7. From a book written in the year 1178:

“The book of Saint Marie and Saint Liborius in Patherburnen. A curse upon the one who takes this book, a blessing upon the one who keeps it safe. If anyone removes or cuts a page, may he be accursed.”

8. A 15th-century manuscript owned by Count Jean d’Orleans had this:

“Whoever steals this book

Will hang on a gallows in Paris,

And, if he isn’t hung, he’ll drown,

And, if he doesn’t drown, he’ll roast,

And, if he doesn’t roast, a worse end will befall him.”

9. The 13th-century manuscript MS Bodleian 132 includes this statement:

“This book belongs to St Mary of Robertsbridge; whosoever shall steal it, or sell it, or in any way alienate it from this House, or mutilate it, let him be anathema-marantha. Amen.”

10. Finally, a medieval book curse could be short and sweet, like this one written in 1461:

“Hanging will do

for him who steals you.”