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Blog recommendations

Many of the other useless-[country]facts blogs are inactive now, though you can still find years of content on their blogs. The ones that are still sometimes active with new posts (to different extents) are:

@useless-austriafacts

@useless-bulgariafacts

@useless-denmarkfacts

@useless-englandfacts

@useless-polandfacts

@useless-switzerlandfacts

and of course me :D

(I hope I'm not forgetting anyone, please let me know if I am!)

Considering that the other ones aren’t active anymore, I thought I could compile a list of blogs about cultures from around the world that I like and that people who follow this blog might be interested in.

From East to West approximately:

@lotusinjadewell - beautiful photos of historical and modern places, traditions, food, and traditional and modern fashion from Vietnam.

@nonrussian and @thenuclearmallard - about the Indigenous peoples of the Russian federation.

@russianfolklore - legends and folklore from Russia.

@womanlifefreedom - updates, translations and art from the 2022 Iran revolution and following events.

@ancientegyptdaily - art and archaeology from Ancient Egypt. 

@harminuya - culture, history, art and current events from Armenia (and Artsakh)

@gemsofgreece - photos, history and more from Greece.

@arbenia - photography, culture and recent history of Albania.

@unofficial-estonia - culture, history and recently mostly news and jokes from Estonia.

@urluch-in-dla-nebia - languages, music and photos from Lombardy, Switzerland, Piedmont, Trentino and South Tyrol. 

@unofficial-aragon - culture and photos from Aragon. 

@beautiful-basque-country - culture, places, photos and some current events from the Basque Country.

@knario47 - history and current events from the Canary Islands (blog in Spanish).

@haitianhistory - history from Haiti.

@fuckyeahmexico - Mexico (blog mostly in Spanish, sometimes in English, but mostly photos).

[evolutionofshoes]

The Evolution of Shoes

From the first animal-skin moccasins crafted by mountain-dwellers in the late stone age, to today’s hundred billion dollar global footwear industry, the history of shoes is fascinating and at times surprisingly zany. Let’s take a look at how the way we dress our feet has evolved over the years.

40,000 BCE: Shoes Are Invented (And go Mainstream!)

A reconstruction of Ötzi the Icemanfrom the South Tyrol Museum of ArchaeologyThilo Parg / Wikimedia Commons — License: CC BY-SA 3.0

Few artifacts have been recovered from this time period, as the first shoes were made from materials such as animal skins, which decay easily under most circumstances. However, from examining the skeletal records of early humans, archeologist have been able to deduce that many humans began wearing rudimentary moccasins around this time.

The oldest pair of shoes actually discovered belonged to Otzi the Iceman. Otzi, a naturally mummified corpse was found in the Alps near the Italy/Austria border offered archeologists an unparalleled look into the lives of early European inhabitants. (Including their shoe-wearing habits!) Another interesting fact about Otzi: several of the people involved in his discovery and his study died under mysterious circumstances leading to theories of “Otzi’s Curse.” But that’s a story for another day…

10,000 – 1000 BCE: Sandals Take off Around the Globe

A lot of footwear from this era actually survived to modern times — and many of the artifacts that have been discovered were sandals. In central Oregon, for example, dozens of so-called “Sagebrush sandals” were unearthed beneath volcanic ash. Made from the bark of (you guessed it) sagebrush plants, these shoes featured a brilliant weaving pattern that helped make the durable enough to last several thousand years under the right conditions.

Hieroglyphics and other murals found in archeological sites across ancient Egypt also demonstrate that sandals were popular in that region. In fact, quite a few scandel-artifacts suspected to have originated around this time, scandel-artifavts suspected to have originated around this time including:

Papyrus leaf sandals found in Europe and near Jerusalem.

Palm leaf sandals found in North Africa.

Rawhide sandals found in East Africa.

Wooden sandals found in India.

Rice Straw Sandals found in China and Japan.

Sisal Plant and Yucca Plant Sandals found in the Americas

So sandals were starting to get pretty popular. However, even though the current minimalist/maximalist shoe style debate was still a few millennial away, there was still a barefoot vs. shoe debate even then. Case and point: ancient Greece.

[inspofromancientworld]

Tattoos of the Near East and Europe

Knowing the full history of tattooing is practically impossible as skin doesn't usually leave a record of itself except in very special circumstances. Despite this, we do know that tattooing goes back quite a long time in human history and span almost every culture in the world. Joann Fletcher, a research fellow at the University of York in the United Kingdom, works with ancient Egyptian mummies, who were once thought to be the first group of people to tattoo because they mummified their dead. However, with the discovery of Ötzi the Iceman, that date was pushed back even farther because he was mummified by the cold, preserving his skin for 5300 years, about 1300 years before the earliest known Egyptian mummy to have one.

Tattoos on the body of Ötzi, the Tyrolean Iceman South Tyrol Museum of Archaeology / EURAC / Samadelli / Staschitz

Ötzi's tattoos lead us to believe that they were for health reasons, to alleviate the pain of strained or degenerating joints. His tattoos were not placed in such a way that would allow for easy display of status, given they were placed over his lower spine and right knee and ankle.

This blue bowl (circa 1300 B.C.E.), housed in the Rijksmuseum van Oudheden in Leiden, Amsterdam, features a musician tattooed with an image of the household deity Bes on her thigh. Joann Fletcher

Ancient Egyptians had figurines with tattoos as early as 4000 BCE and began representing them in tomb paintings around 1200 BCE and tools dated to around 1450 BCE were found near Gurob in northern Egypt. The vast majority of the people that were tattooed in these figurines and paintings, as well as mummies, were female and the tattoo was placed on their thighs, breasts, and abdomens. Because of the gender of the tattooed person and the archaeologists (largely male), for a long time, they were dismissed as 'dancing girls'. That the mummies were found in Deir el-Bahari, where the upper crust were berried, only managed to move the description to 'probably a royal concubine' (basically 'fancy' sex workers). However, Fletcher is of the opinion that these tattoos may have been a permanent amulet, probably tot aid in pregnancy and birth and possibly against sexually transmitted diseases. She also thinks that it was older women who would tattoo the younger women, perhaps as a way of passing down their own strength and fortitude to them.

This is in contrast to other cultures that used tattoos for decoration, though there is some evidence that there were therapeutic ones within the ones we've found preserved. Ancient Libyans were depicted by the Egyptians around 1300 BCE with male leaders wearing geometrical tattoos on their arms and legs.

Tattoo on the arm of a Pazyryk tribal chief, Altai Mountains, 5th century B.C.E. The Hermitage Museum

The Scythian Pazyryk of the Altai Mountain region of Siberia also used ornate tattoos all over their bodies, including mythical creatures on both a male and female ice people. These mummies date to about 400 BCE. The Greek historian Herodotus wrote about the Scythians and Thracians that their 'tattoos were a mark of nobility, and to not have them was testimony of low birth'. This stood out to him because the Greeks and Romans only really used tattoos to show that someone 'belonged' to either a religious sect or a person, or had been a criminal.

Greek vase (circa 450-440 B.CE.) depicting the death of Orpheus by a tattooed Thracian ArchaiOptix, CC BY-SA 4.0, via Wikimedia Commons

Despite these leanings, Ptolemy IV of Egypt (reigning from 221-205 BCE) was tattooed with ivy leaves to symbolize his devotion to Dionysus, who was the patron god of royalty as well as wine at the time. This led to Roman soldiers also getting tattoos, at least until Christianity spread; then they were found again to be disfiguring and banned by Emperor Constantine.

The trend of Christianity spreading at the end of a sword or gun caused a lot of native cultures tattooing practices to be vilified.

(TBC)

[wilkpreriowy]

During its journey, the young wolf passed through four countries. Starting in Switzerland, he crossed the border into Italy in the Lower Engadine at the end of June 2022. During his time in Switzerland, a single genetic sample was recorded from him, taken on the day of his collaring. For about ten days he roamed the South Tyrol and then crossed the border to Austria. From then on, he went north, then later north-east. In October, he was in the region of Innsbruck, from where he continued through the Tyrol towards Vienna. He spent the turn of the year west of the Austrian capital. The young wolf then wandered up to the Danube, then changed its mind and moved off in a south-easterly direction. In mid-February, it crossed the Hungarian border and then migrated towards Budapest. It took him about a month to pass the city in the west and cross the Danube. After that he migrated in the direction of Slovakia.

The dispersal of M237 exemplifies how adaptable wolves are. On its migration, it crossed different landscapes, from high mountains to cultivated landscapes to settlement areas. He crossed rivers, numerous highways as well as many mountains, one of them nearly 3500 m high. Mostly, he wandered purposefully in one direction. Now and then he also stayed for a few days to about two weeks in one place, perhaps to rest, perhaps because of good food supply, before he moved on.

[jirihrdy]

The Tre Cime di Lavaredo are three distinctive battlement-like peaks, in the Sexten Dolomites of northeastern Italy. They are one of the best-known mountain groups in the Alps. The three peaks, from east to west, are:

Cima Piccola / Kleine Zinne ("little peak")

Cima Grande / Große Zinne ("big peak")

Cima Ovest / Westliche Zinne ("western peak").

Tre Cime as seen from the foot of Torre di Toblin mountain

The peaks are composed of well-layered dolomites of the Dolomia Principale (Hauptdolomit) formation, Carnian to Rhaetian in age, as are many other groups in the Dolomites (e.g., the Tofane, the Pelmo or the Cinque Torri).

Until 1919 the peaks formed part of the border between Italy and Austria-Hungary. Now they lie on the border between the Italian provinces of South Tyrol and Belluno and still are a part of the linguistic boundary between German-speaking and Italian-speaking majorities. The Cima Grande has an elevation of 2,999 metres (9,839 ft). It stands between the Cima Piccola, at 2,857 metres (9,373 ft), and the Cima Ovest, at 2,973 metres (9,754 ft).

[hahahax30]

Visenya at 13, hearing Aurelian’s full title for the first time: Ugh that’s so obnoxious, why would anyone want to be called something so ostentatious? I would never punish my son or the pages by making him have some long puffed up mama

Visenya at age 20, returning to the Spring Court for the first time in three years: Please use my son’s full title; His Exalted Highness, Crown Prince Theomore, heir to the throne of the Autumn Court and son of the Noble and Ancient House de Lioncourt

Visenya’s own title as High Queen is Her Exalted Majesty Visenya Astraea Regina of the Noble and Ancient House de Lioncourt, High Queen of the Autumn Court; which is obviously a mouthful so she shouldn’t be complaining but girl does love to brag

And yes Aurelian’s title was the same as Theomore’s back when he was Crown Prince

And yes, her naming her son Theomore is a spoiler

Please Riley, as someone who actually lives in a kingdom with a whole-ass king, I can tell you that that isn't a mouthful of a full name.

*My* King's full name (titles included) is: His majesty Felipe Juan Pablo Alfonso de Todos los Santos de Borbon y Grecia (aka Felipe VI of Spain), King of Spain, Castilla, Leon, Aragon Navarra, Granada, Jerusalem, Toledo, the Two Sicilies, Valencia, Galicia, Mallorca, Menorca, Sevilla, Sardinia, Cordoba, Murcia, Jaen, the Algarves, Algeciras, Gibraltar, the Canary Islands, the East and West Indies, the 'Isles and Lands of the Oceanic Sea', Hungary, Dalmatia and Croatia; Archduke of Austria; Duke of Burgundy, Brabant, Milan, Athens, Neopatras, Limburg, Lotharingia, Luxembourg, Gelderland, Styria, Carniola, Carinthia and Württemberg; Count of Habsburg, Flanders, the Tyrol, the Rousillon, Barcelona, Artois, Hainaut, Namur, Gorizia, Ferrette, Kyburg and Goceano; Count Palatine of Borgoña; Lord of Vizcaya, Molina, Salins-les-Bains, Mechelen, Slovenia, Pordenone and Tripoli; Landgrave of Alsace; Prince of Swabia; Marquis of Oristano; Margrave of the Holy Roman Empire and Burgau; Captain General of the Armed Forces; and I'll stop now but there are MORE

Because we have a parliamentary monarchy many of those titles hold no power or are merely symbolic (literally like the king himself because he does no-thing) and are reminiscent of the time we were the Spanish empire and total pieces of shit, but I do urge you to add more titles to your ocs lol

[wunder-plunder]

Word count: 143,208

Relationships: Germany/North Italy, Canada/Prussia, South Italy/Spain, England/France etc.

Characters: Germany, Prussia, North Italy, Canada, Spain, Austria, Hetalia Original Character(s), Hesse, Brandenburg, Saxony, Bavaria, Thuringia, North Rhine-Westphalia, Rhineland-Palatinate, Lower Saxony, Saarland, Quebec, Ontario, Manitoba, Tyrol, Salzburg etc.

Summary:

“Have you met the nations before? You know, apart from our neighbors?” “As the Grand Duchy of Hesse, yes, but as a federate state of Germany, no.”

The year is 1991. One year after the reunification of Germany. Two years after the fall of the Berlin Wall. When West and East Germany are unable to attend the world summit in Strasbourg, it is up to their most trusted federate states to represent them. But what starts out as a great opportunity to meet the nations for some, eventually ends as a nightmare for all. One that is far from short-lived, because when Ludwig and Gilbert remain missing, their loved ones are quick to discover that the reunification of the two sides of Germany isn’t what Wolfgang made believe.

Meanwhile, Italy and Canada have to question the friendship they share with the German brothers. How does Feliciano cope with the aftermath of "Buon San Valentino" as well as Germany’s states, whose approval he should now seek? And how will Matthew know what a seemingly innocent kiss between two forgotten souls means?

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Chapel built into a rock, Gschlöß Valley, East Tyrol, Austria

[have-you-been-here]

High Tauern National Park, Salzburg/ Carinthia/ East Tyrol, Austria

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Sahara Dust Weather, Schöntal | East Tyrol | Austria right before the Italian border [4000x3000] [OC]

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First Look at Lily James in "Cliffhanger" Reboot News Buzz

Nov 17, 2024 Lily James and Pierce Brosnan star in the reboot of the hit 1993 film “Cliffhanger” which starred Sylvester Stallone. Rocket Science in partnership with Thank You Pictures and Supernix announced that principal photography is underway and released the first look image of the film shot in Austria’s East Tyrol region of the Lienz Dolomites. The cast also includes Nell Tiger Free, Franz…

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Fantastic strudel with apples based on an original Austrian recipe

I brought you the recipe for a wonderful strudel with apples fresh from Austria. I went to a yoga retreat in East Tyrol with 18 nice women. A very dear friend, who enjoys cooking and baking as much as I do, gave me a very simple, quick strudel recipe. It only has 3 ingredients and tastes delicious! I like strudel with apples best and so the recipe fits perfectly with our food blogger baking…

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Affogatos, Snow-Capped Dolomites, and a Taste of the High Life in Cortina d'Ampezzo

A whirlwind Italian road trip through stunning landscapes and charming towns

It was late March, 2023 and the trio – Jerome, Asha, and Emma – were embarking on a whirlwind adventure through northern Italy. The Brenner Pass awaited, but first, they were captivated by the dramatic granite walls of the Dolomites, a world-renowned playground for the rich and famous, especially during the winter months when stylish ski attire was de rigueur, even for those not hitting the slopes.

Jerome, the self-proclaimed "Uber driver extraordinaire," navigated the winding roads, sharing fascinating facts and figures as they zipped through picturesque towns. Asha, ever the aesthete, was mesmerized by the ever-changing landscape, her eyes feasting on the dramatic shift from rolling hills to towering peaks.

Leaving Venice with a tinge of sadness mid-morning, they were soon immersed in the heart of the South Tyrol. For Jerome, this journey held a special significance. Thirty-five years earlier, he had traveled this very route as a teenager, squeezed into the backseat of a family car. But back then, there was no Snapchat or Spotify to fill the miles; just the open road and the shared excitement of a family adventure.

He reminisced about that trip, with his parents at the helm of a rented red VW Jetta, cruising through the charming Austrian town of Corinth, then on to Cortina d'Ampezzo, and finally, to Venice, a city that would forever hold a special place in his heart.

"Italy just has something," Asha and Jerome agreed. "It's the perfect country. Amazing food, gorgeous men and women dressed impeccably, the best coffee, and the language of love."

In Cortina d'Ampezzo, they indulged in a leisurely lunch on the terrace of the Renaissance, a five-star hotel exuding old-world charm. The town square buzzed with excitement as a supercar rally took center stage, showcasing a dazzling array of high-performance vehicles.

In the distance, atop the majestic mountains, a few skiers carved their way down the slopes, though the snow cover was sparse for that 2022/23 season. Sipping their affogatos, the trio basked in the sun-drenched scenery, the perfect blend of alpine beauty and Italian dolce vita.

Cortina d'Ampezzo, with its blend of natural splendor, luxurious amenities, and vibrant atmosphere, proved to be an unforgettable stop on their Italian adventure. The town's charm, coupled with the camaraderie of their journey, created a memory that would linger long after they had moved on to their next destination.

Ready to experience the magic of the Dolomites? Plan your escape to Cortina d'Ampezzo and immerse yourself in its unique blend of alpine beauty and Italian charm.

Jerome Weidinger

Station chief - Europe, Middle East and Africa

www.the-12i-times.com

jerome@12i.com

WhatsApp + 61 (0) 493 740 834

[head-post]

Central Europe floods: “Terrifying experience”

The flooding of the Danube River was a terrifying event, and the clean-up had just begun, The New European reports.

People gathered by the Danube River in Bratislava’s central neighbourhood witnessed a striking change.

Just a few days ago, they were enjoying sunshine and warmth; then the temperature plummeted, Storm Boris struck, and it began to rain. The Danube, Europe’s second largest river, began to rise.

In the days leading up to the storm, the Danube was about three metres deep. A few days later, its level rose to almost 10 metres, flooding parts of Bratislava. Fortunately, our flood defences held. However, the rain and the wind, which reached speeds of almost 100 kilometres per hour, caused multi-million dollar damage.

In Bratislava, the water has not yet receded and Hungary is preparing for the worst as the storm surge heads south.

Prime Minister Robert Fico made his first public appearance in the days after the storm. Michal Sabo, an opposition MP who speaks on environmental policy, criticised Fico’s belated response. He said:

“I understand he celebrated his birthday over the weekend. To the detriment of all those involved, he left crisis communication to two ministers.”

He also criticised the lack of climate laws in Slovakia.

Strong winds and heavy rain raged in Austria, the Czech Republic, Hungary, Romania and Slovakia. Storm Boris has caused the deaths of at least six people, with thousands of Europeans forced to leave their homes. As of Wednesday, more than 20 people had died. Others are still missing. Nearly two million people have been affected by the floods, the worst in two decades, according to The New European.

The Austrian state of Lower Austria, bordering Bratislava, has been particularly hard hit. Heavy rains washed snow off the mountains, which combined with snow and wind to bring torrents of water down into the valleys.

According to the Vienna Waterways Administration, the extreme precipitation caused flooding, which occurs once every 1,000 years. Lower Austria and Vienna have been declared disaster zones.

Parts of northern Austria have been declared a disaster zone. Up to a metre of snow has fallen in parts of Tyrol – an exceptional situation for mid-September. As recently as last week, temperatures in these areas reached 30C Celsius. One firefighter was killed in a rescue operation in Austria. Rail services in the east of the country were suspended on Sunday and several metro lines were closed in Vienna, where the river of the same name has overflowed its banks, The New European reports.

The Czech government has been in crisis mode since last week. The water has forced thousands of people to evacuate their homes, left hundreds of thousands without electricity and flooded several towns. Four people have died so far. Josef Bjelica, governor of the hardest-hit region of Moravia-Silesia, has estimated the damage at more than €1bn in his region alone.

On the other side of the Czech border in Poland is the town of Stronie-Sląskie in Lower Silesia, where a dam burst, causing severe damage. Deputy Mayor Lech Kawecki, quoted by Polish news broadcaster TVN24, estimated the damage in that town alone at more than a billion Polish zlotys (about 250 million euros).

In the hardest-hit areas, three to four months’ worth of rainfall fell in just a couple of days. In the Czech Republic, in the Jeseníky mountains in northern Moravia and Silesia, more than 500 litres per square metre fell in five days – equivalent to more than eight months’ worth of rainfall.

It was a terrifying experience, and the clean-up had only just begun.

Read more HERE

[libidomechanica]

And who should be obsolete

A Meredith sonnet sequence

               1

Still, and mates, and all the cup before Thee;   from the breathing, so fresh in all her fingers   of random sweet self, or pines in the Fire—even These let bee. And Hodge again! And Is-not though I have her perfect. He   rose upright, the hall: above me—me—sure   of brave gallant friend’s heart. The second, your charter is so stronger thanks: better returned. That which husband is extinguish’d, the   moon rides in mist, scrim scarred them. Or, falling   into blood and thee to me belong yourself: but in your heart just touched it. And in the two extremity; and event. Round   whither miss’d, and in a moment more, the   hopes. What place, her eyes twinkle, Cruel! Into my hands could one tell ten lies there be blood!

               2

Thou wont the night, but diverse: could trust to   me. Beside the songs of my Purse tear, and   shook; the lean and paint the Throne of us: lightly! A beautiful house, that takes two webbes in hand. Nor peace in their vessels   one by one, and spake, half-demon, and wanne,   so high to fall; soone with my dust, stript to his shirt before me, no one prevail as wife was an honour pend in the mountains;   there’s a seal the field: void was hers! Cruel!   Capture all in Rhenish and truly Bacchanalian-like beauty. Parting tears, and go. Both by land and anon, like a long   with the hope the church-yard path to go although   it leaves the Player goes, and set the stone—sometimes calls wealth, than whole mines of thee.

               3

Those looked a stroke her feet disperse, the crimson-   rolling eyes, whole armies of other   a locket filled thro’ the vale; not five yards beyond all thy heart through and thither, worlds have now the camp rung with interest flourished   up, to be in loue; if he waite well,   I neuer know not where Porphyro! Whether young Gouda such a rate for needy fate. Watch TV shows a thrift in   his cap instead of slaughter, the match was   Suwarrow, thou eternal lids apart, no mischief threw on the stars go outside your time the minutes slowly, by degrees   the midst a fragrant in this frequent is   uppermost; nor cause a little dance to thee. East doth her mother’s way; then they St.

               4

Words, which is best, if not,—myself away,   for thee there the boy will have no one to   cry for, love. Now the Neck; then I was was sheer air and then the rest without hope, of course, of apprehends them apart, in this   chair at eight a. Fro with blind Understanding   string the days that they go forth who nobly spurn’d by the dark inn-yard. In the mother’s being too-too kind? One Lady there,   bright Argus blazing eyelids open quite,   because you a wreath of chosen found no Key: there like the impressions wide: Say, may I ne’er find him dropt upon that perfect   song into blood of queens and maiden posies,   a cap of Tyrol borrowed from the illumined hand, and Madeline begins.

               5

As a mother, Brother! She ended with   shoulder; and clear: Tis dark: quick and slender   cloth of woven crimson varlet but of Psyche: you have come to bring him more than sadden after thanks for all them in detail,   who calculation answers with the   republic. She is swimming further through they blaspheme the Frenchmen, gallantly as ever. Upon his breast. Not five yards beyond   all its best working the heart with Pitfall   and with this she prayse is better, and bare in the milkwhite peacock like a misguided so well as not now abideth   faith, it was but a dream, yet it light to   his hand. Anthea bade me first who boss the sown, where I lie down wearing a tomb.

               6

Of heaun it be right, where I my offering   vows in clusters oh, young Freedom to annoy;   but by no measured they came. Looking up into their hair soft-lifted by thy beams, but humility; had failed; seldom   she says, into themselves must we parley:   we so strongest; the case, as you more wish’d to some to know what, after seen, and all rich attire creeping fire you will those   who on the skirts of the dreams that which is   in my world makes you love thee! Indeed I love you for the mall selling the dew. Decline and the world my one that men will bore   any sweet breathing was, a sweet but vnfelt   ioys, exild for ay from the Grass, and robb’d me of it; and as for memory yet.

               7

It clings my Being—let the touch on her   bed, with ivory wrists his head: render him   up unscathed: give her weakness: it was but ask you no song of your new light-headed, freckled. Hung round its unexpanded the   shore, wherein were drawing the rest without   all things serve to go. Sent for Blanche erect stood up, straight! Comedians in the hills, she read: Tears, idle tears, and thee thither,   Sleep, awake! Is all a clamour great ocean—   Truth. Your thoughts would be to public use, I broke my Bond, nor lose their kettle-drums a new one: to bring that somewhere balm and   oil, roses and play, at first least gleam. For   light: and sing as strike the mystic fire on this can spie; take me to thee by moonlight!

               8

The day we have reached you, and thus shall taken   with agues in her body like onyx,   teeth to rend, and down the skies, whatever heed: when homicide and bony growth of spirits grew as we went side by side,   the firmament, or like men who for To-   day preparation was worthy of the plainly clad, besmear’d with no rude alarm; and their young years, since in the dark. Hyena   foemen’s ears, when she was, a sweet, and   with my dear Chloris, wilt thou art assured mine, statelier Eden back to commit it to the boles, and form and leave the morning   is forgot if this inconstant   colonies at last; that press me sharply, and rising inside its amethyst blue gaze.

               9

For if I wrote down like a gentleman,   and all volunteers; not fightingale   a melancholy crop: up from the starts and rising up robed in the faults lived over the top of the Princess, O the Heaven,   and morbid eye, that He who subtly   wrought two grand every part was bound with every day, his way: don Juan, who knows! Or even as also in the tomb, to be   hanged her body like years ago or just   Káfir than thousand guests: the armies gather light out and this suffice: nor that March twig: an arm and a father and this the   grass it shook his hide; which never saw his   mother’s fame, full of prayer; heaven had heard of such as the same fumes of rybaudrye.

               10

To this belief in her motion shall live   in a great convention: twice she her name   before; and the skull, toothpaste and icy climb but never, never can hope this delight, the wasteful Time debateth with Richard   Rorty, that you wishes him dead for   thy, contented? May it pleasure that nothing but—pronunciative through the blinding streaming, her silver snow decks Susan’s clothe   herd beneath their desire that we may   guess by the hand that is the spirits. And over and spiced dainties shall be done away; whether there behold this they see return   no more than duty, learn with fruit bats   scatter’d Caravan starts for the clash of a hand, my lads, for her long black lot holds.

               11

We crossed the hardships you’ve saved me from her   exceed the park putting crag, and manifest   intent, to drag it to ourself here like a shotgun. The husbanded the shelter, there. Not yet endured, long-closeted   with great head, and weary slave to stand on   my back to me from Plutoes balefull bowre without it. In the loving and taxes Paradise, and so it chance but how   oh love and caught, and so pace by: but rising   up my buried Cæsar bled; that shortly plough, strongly recommend, whether from languorous hours, and heard them, his Jewels with silver   cross a ditch. As something winds, the byrds   to the Rose! I not to fear that did fall he shall leap, and sometimes, better melodie.

               12

How near the main, and Mouskin Pouskin, all   prove many thousand aves told, for term   of life to Sorrow! Dream of the Potter, pray, and business most dear, and tell it all; but when we live as if by hand of   melancholy music,—why advert to the   Princess with his last monotony. Other sights controls, and take from us and saw. And time has blown for every virtues,   endless chin and out, if I could arise   in the vats, or forward. The Knot; and arm, and business might in gallant friend: as swelling their owne woe; so ample eares as   neuer good newes know: yet, hearing at   the tear, she struck one, and secret sisterhood may see, when men wealth from Fez; and still.

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If I should grieve that brutal summer dresses   in the sky is clear, but such a   martyrdom, to vex their country first and darken, and chilly room with love, and still, was clutch his head, and shot of evil; rejoice   in the morning glacier; frail at first sweet   is every sun that hope, now charity: but most of the root, so long have drunkard. And how can those curtains and mind, my father’s   arms, while I am I, and your eyes   to dance! And this lost lamb at her silver shriek you are, fit to her heart through the unrisen morrow-day; into a spirits,   and prayed, forlorn, and the shell’s iridescence   and proscenium of her nape caught in the baby looks immortal, could no more.

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Then to this caitife heart to be a bud   again. And grape, and much of her shape to   shoot laser beams straight to the millionaire: no more loue hath proued, in the vines that Ceres hath begotten. Bakery in Queens.   For light in his odor. Ida, tremulously,   so all was it was! And partly conscious of what a flint is held good! Fiery race; but the tambour frame since our   fashions, and forced retire; and dares to   sing thy praise hue scorned to touch it grieve, when all them in a dream, grown hazy by morning peeps from faery fancy; all amort,   quickly on the sun will my voice rang false:   but I, so much increase, nor knew; all in Rhenish and lover. Better place and gums.

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Varied with swimming eyes, do crown the sky.   I sit upon them will not find. All has   been his nod, as e’er would go: perhaps three weeks, I did addressed their trayned willes entice. Softer all, are alternate Night and   said another before me, against me   she will leave the new soft fall and each other’s heart. Anthea, know they go forth to victual; such as mortal eyes shut and her   eyebrows of glory gaping like beauty.   The joys of all the bliss to be contented? Ascribed to her seemed to pith; ’ but t is true. Its site a Greek gazette of the   Matin-bell, and, tost on earth—the earth do   scorn. Little space was called my name. The high sea, admit nothing in the birds around.

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Preacher had found my wrists his heart, I see.   The hounds, when she, Let some were thus, by day   my life; but that’s it, and soft adorings from you, I engraft you never take it, when we’ve involved in this engineer’s   stupidity, saving of a fancy. And   all male mind with Florian. Had turned to harm the faint rainbow. Or foxlike in difference. White as they may assert, a thing I   was cursing Cyril, vext at her feet disperse,   the private too, no matter made for aye unsought for her long black stage-lion of youthful wanton stroke of stains and three   feet and he one True Light kindle to Love,   or Wrath consume me quite, one Glimpse of It within: of conquerd yeelding rank on rank!

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To fright are they who never deep in the   footmarks, one by one, into a bitter,   Fruit. At last for a time and blue and the doomed man say—look for worship him, lesse gayne. Sweet, whose throng’d resort till death. Now droops the   maiden’s chambers, repair’d flaws in former   regiment’s space, from fame’s blacker than my kneecap and I should not weaned till the days that am glad thy innocent, and   seeing dumb; for I impair not bear the   small xx, feeling of zero. That Vertue and laugh at a fall, and the mountains us both, making the Town. We have the Rose that   infant care beguiles, and girt in girlonds   of what we loved you. As early knew his father and soft amethyst blue gaze.

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And drill’d and flying string the deserts, and   to the pond which parts the sudden rushed the   scrolls together in the same dream while that awoke in the air she frees; seem’d he never could reach that he was absurd. A   courier to the forest, the axil, the   breach. And by Cervantes; by Swift, by Machiavel, by Rochefoucault, by way of your crown, and at the moonlight, until the   while I’m asleep I’m ninety and the coming   out of this spoil’d children. Nothing but the sting is certain light claspt the feathered chasm and much of all our modern quill   doth admire, would make and blue and obedience   to thee by moonlight, as dearer thousands them a’, ye are not wish undone.

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Mysteries and dirks, and therefore the heard   of your love. A lidless wars’—I am   now essaying of wolves: they endureth all otherwhere: she sigh’d for Agnes’ moon hath been shed, hissing ayme do guesse. And so live   on stately into them, who were drawing   night! Sweet on maid and my poore Slaues vniust decaying. Than both youths and virtue is a flowers from servile toil releast, whose Doorways   are all these to await, according   together the little questions ever habit sears and is kind of phantasy proportion, noiseless as amber, and   my comrade’s Juan; the public buildings in   proportion, her face. Their trayned willes entice. Is that they couldn’t read them proper wife.

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The Tre Cime di Lavaredo are three distinctive battlement-like peaks, in the Sexten Dolomites of northeastern Italy. They are one of the best-known mountain groups in the Alps. The three peaks, from east to west, are:

Cima Piccola / Kleine Zinne ("little peak")

Cima Grande / Große Zinne ("big peak")

Cima Ovest / Westliche Zinne ("western peak").

Tre Cime as seen from the foot of Torre di Toblin mountain

The peaks are composed of well-layered dolomites of the Dolomia Principale (Hauptdolomit) formation, Carnian to Rhaetian in age, as are many other groups in the Dolomites (e.g., the Tofane, the Pelmo or the Cinque Torri).

Until 1919 the peaks formed part of the border between Italy and Austria-Hungary. Now they lie on the border between the Italian provinces of South Tyrol and Belluno and still are a part of the linguistic boundary between German-speaking and Italian-speaking majorities. The Cima Grande has an elevation of 2,999 metres (9,839 ft). It stands between the Cima Piccola, at 2,857 metres (9,373 ft), and the Cima Ovest, at 2,973 metres (9,754 ft).