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for a long time you would believe i was in the structural. i the grand-am of cathedrals . but on that day you found out that i was fragile. the time had come for me to tell you my incredible story. my story began in the mid 12th century in the dreams of the bishop of paris modiste selling a dream that was both fabulous and impossible it will never stand. but nothing not

even the king of france had been able to resist the determination of my founder who in 1163 blessed my 1st stone it will be true cathedral but for a dime to his project exceeded everything that paris had seen my builders set to work with the enthusiasm of new beginnings they had to try to learn to improve for everything had to be invented. stone after stone they raised me out of the ground. my construction and through fortunes and awakened my old enemies it's the only possible wages for play but in 20 years they successfully completed my quiet. i cried for my 1st builders. the hardships piled up and construction dragged on.

fortunately other builders took over the reins and. their ambition remained intact it was they who built my native 127 metres long with its forest of 1300 beams and its 3 monumental portals which they decorated with extraordinary sculptures. they painted my facades. but it still wasn't enough so they disassembled what they had patiently built to raise me even higher. before crowning me with a spider. in 1240 after 80 years of construction my 2 towers finally rose above paris yet this state of grace was alas short lived. in the mid 13th century my story was only beginning. i had just joined the ranks of major cathedrals when a formidable rival came on the scene

a stone's throw from my towers essential penn a masterpiece a virtuous city and elegance. next to its insolent beauty all that was marvelous 20 years before now seemed heavy and dark. would construction have to resume. but where to find the strength to begin again. by chance another encounter occurred between a young master builder and one of the down us grose's brought back from the aryans during the crusades. all it took was one encounter just start over again. it is the year 1248 shonda shelton has decided to exceed the wonders of the century

by matching the beauty of that most perfect of creation. tree cemetery the master builder who takes the reins belongs to a new generation whose dreams are all mentioned by science. it enables him to create rows windows of incredible virtuosity for the facades of my transcend. the complex city of john's drawing of the roses edited for it is based on the repetition of the same forms and hence the same loss of style. but what really appealed to the bishop and canons was the size of these rows windows 13 meters in diameter the largest in all of christendom. the 2 facades of my transept had to be entirely disassembled in order to achieve this feat john the shells wager was

risky but more he says sally would have surely taken the risk. but builders who could meet this challenge still had to be found for the times had changed. the architecture initiated a century earlier in paris had spread to other fronts where it took on its main focus friends to get out which is to say the french style. for i was imitated everywhere and now well beyond the kingdoms orders the major cities of europe were snatching away french builders in 100 years they would transport more stones than ancient egypt.

it may come as a surprise but it was in the dark heat of the smithy that john sought out his 1st allies. for he knew that stone had exhausted its resources and nothing spectacular could be accomplished without i and. i need to tell a secret. the beautiful outlines of stone cathedrals are also held up by a corset of metal. skillfully hidden a few iron staples. and beneath a lacework of my windows rugs of lego. imagine the metal armature that had to be forged with a large rose windows. the most renowned masters were all employed at other building sites if you thought about my request and it all had trouble finding his man i need your answer. are except thank you. the taciturn smith was young he

had much to prove. but the stained glass would require all the skill of that greatest of masters the glass maker of the sunshine. the old man was at the end of his life withdrawn in his workshop with his daughter at his age the adventure was unreasonable. but how to resist but my daughter will come to paris to get the designs. thank you. it will be a masterpiece. show had rekindled the flame of my building site after the era of stone and wood i was now entering that of metal and glass. but had these young builders measured the scope of the task ahead. not only would they have to compete with nature.

but they had to move quickly to catch the other cathedrals and where. following john's plans the stone cutters chiseled the blocks for the trees 3 that would hold the immense window. in the band smiting the craftsmanship the iron armatures that will allow the rose window to resist the attacks of the wind. the transepts north the side of rises before their eyes. the 1st panels of glass begin to arrive and have. never had a glass maker undertaken such a colossal challenge. each panel had to be drawn 1st in full size.

old testament kings and prophets dozens of medallions over 25000 pieces of multicolored glass. the old master works with the zeal of a man who knows his days are numbered. apparently the grouping. of all the colors the most precious is a deep blue the blue of kings and the virgin mary drawn from cobalt out or its formula is jealously kept and its price exorbitant. critic covered with it. colored by copper iron ore manganese the thousands of panes would be sturdily assembled using lead sticks. the rows windows will have to resist both storms and

centuries. when the planes are finished the glass makers daughter escorts them to paris where they will be installed. at all after paddle my roads begins to bloom. the night was dangerous touring the middle ages. when she would come to paris the young woman found refuge beneath my vaults among me and her and i was sick sick in a cure. but need the watchful eye of the church warden the cathedral's police strolled. past the gods this harlot was trying to wring out setter. we werefor she's a witch. yes what would a young woman's word be against the cannons accusations. witchcraft was on

a shuttle by death. the reputation of the old master didn't change a thing. the tragedy got the better of his fragile health. thus would end the dream of a rose and the life of a young woman. on . a. far away where. the craftsman were a brotherhood the young woman was one of their eyes. as for the horrible cannon people say he threw himself from my towers out of guilt.

only one thing mattered for my building was that the return of his daughter would restore the old masters health. but it was too late. no matter that class working was forbidden to women like most of the other occupations of the cathedral the glass makers daughter would show the error of this stupid rule she would learn to paint in great towns the faces of kings the folds of their clothes she had attended the best school. the smith would melt the lead. all together they would finish her father's masterpiece. thank their masterpiece.

yes. i like to say that the north rose is the daughter of love. but grace. in 1250 it begins to radiate its magical light it is the largest in all of christendom. 20 years later the 2nd rose window

will bloom on my south the sod. a visitor during the middle ages described them as so wonderful that the soul cannot help but contemplate. it is the year 1270 i'm a little over 100 years old and my construction is about to finish the time has come to make my voice higher. the bells are grounds giants. the small ones which people call the sparrows 2500 kilos. a trifle compared to the enormous $10000.00 bells that would join them later. so that my stone skeleton can resist their ringing my builders had the brilliant

idea of constructing a belfry or. a wooden tower built inside my stone towers it absorbs their terrible swinging without touching my wall. the bells are consecrated each one christened with a name. passkey a temple. they will sing in harmony. the sound of the alarm of danger. was appeal was high when. the regions will live to the rhythm of my heartbeat. i will sound when it is time to wake up time to start work.

i will sound the great hours of the history of france. i would like to tell you a beautiful story about a cathedral loved by the humble pampered by the powerful. i could boast of the splendor of my choirs great panels sculpted by the imagine a of the 14th century. notre dame majestic protective sailing the stormy seas of history. centuries later great 4 kings will offer me their infinitely crystal marbles. but all this beauty distracts us from the tragedy that is unfold. the admiration that one surrounded me has slowly disappear.

in the 16th century the acts that. my architecture would has forth be referred to by a scornful term gothic meaning barbarous and primitive. i would hands forth live in the shadow of other monuments. after the time of his the jews came the time of palaces. models of the renaissance and not a while valley. they were the builders and new masterpieces. then it was the majestic symmetry of versailles which would outshine me for good. but in 1789 the french revolution upset this old world. it brought tremendous hope to the people but proved a difficult ordeal for monuments.

a period of uncertainty began for churches like myself. they started by removing my bells the young republic needed their grounds to cast cannons. i was forced to open my eyes i also embodied the past from which the revolution wanted to make a clean break. even worse i was linked to the monarchy to the king who had just been the capitated. in the year 793 my fate is in the hands of a man named baron and entrepreneur who switched to a lucrative sector destruction. don't think that i was a victim of blind vandalism veron followed a program established in high places. no symbol of the despised time of kings in

feudalism must remain. to demolish or provided an estimate. everything had to be quantified down to the restoration of the square which would be damaged by the falling statues. for wise men. poor. decapitated like so many others. my persecutors spear thick black paint on john's splendid stained glass windows to eliminate flow the lease and grounds. of. the art and memory of the middle ages was being wiped out anita barraud was impassive gaves. this grim undertaking took nearly 10 months. for a time i was transformed into

a temple of reason to welcome the new revolutionary religion. but nothing could be done i no longer had a role. in. the authorities intervened solely as a matter of public health. the tatars from my gown of stone are sold at auction for a discount to service ballast the buyers name is being trialled he has 24 hours to clear the premises. and. sometimes history plays tricks on us go on. put some effort into it we don't have much time. on that summer night in $796.00 in

paris the courtyard of a private mansion hosted a rather to styria ceremony. the remains of my statues had ended up in the hands of a fattened loyalist. they'd me to to shelter them from the storms of history. in 1804 i even believe that my past glory had returned with 15000 guests for an imperial coronation. or it was either napoleon chose to celebrate the ceremony making him the emperor of france. on that day i was the queen of cathedrals in india. but

the splendors of my decoration brous leading as the emperor's reign. and with each season my condition worsened. i was exhausted by the centuries abandoned by down in tatters my sad lot no longer interested any one. the return of the kings to the throne didn't change a thing. after all why would i escape the fate of so many other ancient monuments. behold precious to me edges abbott. ruins have a beauty of their own like fossils they harbor within the memory of their past glories. but the 19th century would not be my grave.

because one man rebelled during his long visits he would murmur words of hope i was his vast symphony of stones the colossal work of an entire people. this man who was indignant about my sorry fate is no more than a poet but he believes in the power of the word. have you recognized him. his name is victor hugo. in this year 831 with the stroke of a pen he has same these unpopular middle ages from oblivion and brought in chant went back to the old paris of my splendor. he repopulates be with imaginary

figures. the beautiful as morale and the hunchback closing auto transform the way parisian see their old cathedral. the novel is a huge success and it bears my name noted. it will be the 1st stone of my 2nd founding. in 1844 the brand new commission for historic monuments ordered a major restoration of the cathedral of paris. the giant project was intrusted to 2 young architects. here's the 1st one a certain eugene. he's barely 30 years old with little experience but a confidence that is disconcerting to believe him he knows what

a gothic cathedral is better than maurice to sally. eugene. how would take it as a favor if you'd walk in our offices. wonderful let's go. history has somewhat neglected his colleague and mentor at least last year but in the eyes of the commission he was the more qualified of the 2. i just heard from the commission they're enthusiastic. but they would like to know how much all of this will cost. let's not scare them now i've just had 2 or 3 ideas that i absolutely must discuss with you and what are these new ideas large scale work would begin once again but to be honest i didn't find this strange duo entirely reassuring with my can clearly see the marks from a friend to think that it's part of everything it stood for 6 centuries.

and what a pleasure to see the teeming activity of a building site once more my course of the scaffolding the warm aroma of the forge the music of chisels against stone all of the gestures that the craftsman have passed down over the centuries. or frail the priority is to reinforce everything that is collapsing. to replace ailing stones with grand new blocks. during this 1900 centuries marked by inequality elite artisans rub elbows with a crowd of laborers who sacrifice their health for a pittance. all

this poverty would end badly. hurt how come we found something. 6 centuries of building modification and destruction had made me an enigma making sense of this puzzle would require the skill of a surgeon and the mind of a detective. this is how the duke turned the entire profession against him i was starting to like him this 19th century man who spoke of the middle ages as though he had lived at the time. since childhood this brilliant draftsman dreamed of knights castles and gothic churches. during the course of his travels he had gathered tremendous knowledge which he was now putting to use for me by redesigning the ornamentation that had disappeared. but when

sources were lacking he didn't hesitate to give his imagination free reign. he had such an intimate knowledge of gotham art that he was convinced it spirit came flooding back into his drawing. thousands of dryness. that's how violated duke began to cover my facades with entirely personal creation . a worried expression. sullen faces. threatening gargoyles. in late 847 after 3 years of construction and the till is already empty. they

were able to reinforce the sections that were collapsing new statues were placed in the gallery of kings but it's a far cry from the promises of the 2 architects who would announce the reworking of the windows and rose windows and the construction of a security. angle was rumbling in the capital. $1848.00 driven by misery and a thirst for liberty for regions rose up once more against monarchy. so it would be the century of great revolution. i had already seen 3 forms of government since my restoration began monarchy a short lived republic and the 2nd empire which swore by a single disturbing word madame. the

capital shook beneath the largest building project in its history. by order of napoleon the 3rd baron haussmann cut avenues and boulevards through the city. my old paris had had its day. what would become of me in this new city. someone would have to plead my case if construction were to resume. until now my architects had skillfully navigated the changes and government but they were not in favor under the empire. go down in history as the 2 weather vanes. always on the side of power from but as a with

a job are used do we really have a choice. we're not going to stop here. to charm the emperor. transform himself into a theater decorator. brocades gilding velvet canopies heavy wall hanging. the architect proposed to refurbish me to host major imperio ceremonies. his drawings hit the bull's eye. napoleon the 3rd and empress eugenie became infatuated with his meal gothic visions the resumption of work became an affair of state. the money that had been so sorely lacking would no longer be a problem. it is the year 853 and my architects now have carte blanche.

listening only to themselves relieved you can last you will enter feel in every way . there isn't a single block a single stitch or loop of my stone lace work that isn't scrutinized during their restoration. despite protest the gallery windows are restored according to viola duke's wishes. the flying buttresses are completely reworked and crowned with pinnacles. they set my walls grizzling with an army of god oils. criticism outs as related ucas faulted for inventing a cathedral. that never existed instead of restoring it you may be surprised but i can imagine

a statue of adam and eve at the level of the rose window an excellent idea. the restoration turns into an obsession violetta duke is not content with reinforcing the south rose window he orders it to be entirely disassembled and tanned by a half adult. he reconfigures each of the chuckles. as a new religions caste. and bills as a crystal for which he designs all of the painted decorations and furniture down to the least ironwork. also designs the literal objects including the relic way for the holy crown bought by st louis which was finally given to me.

just 5 years after resuming work one final project remains building a medieval spire above the pillars of my transept. it had to be brought down a century earlier due to its damaged condition. the architects spend a long time observing my framework studying the remains of my old spire amid this jungle of centuries old bemis. they off the 1000000 with its modest shape through numerous drawings. in view of all they had accomplished it was a small undertaking. but fate decided otherwise.

on july 15th 857 would last you suddenly dies at nights they created all this but got them on dona nobis potter and she too would not see his finished work i was there but my debt to him is no less great you don't know his bunch. who remembers all but he's last year. old can recognize among the kings in my gallery the face of this generous and passionate craftsman. related to cad lost a friend and someone who kindly contradicted him. rebuilding my spire was all that was left but my last architect was alone.

facing this century torn between his taste for the past and an insatiable thirst for modality my restoration work seemed anachronistic at a time when the industrial revolution was promising the lure of other wonder. when long metal beings stretched to the area structures when a large glass domes began to replace the. stained glass of churches how to resist the temptation of metal. it had already intruded upon the framework of the venerable shelter a cathedral which had been the victim of a fire. but for viola duke that was an insult to the genius of my builders. she would make my spire out of wood just as they did in the middle ages. but it would

be full of a grace and virtuous city that maurice to sally himself would never have dreamed of . the carpenters carried on the rituals of the 1st builders. they took the art of drawing lines to new heights. for the uninitiated they are no more than strange strokes esoteric geometry. but in these drawings the initiated could read the form dimensions and precise location of every being. in 86620 years after the start of construction related looks craftsman to raise the framework for my news by. its steep slopes feature the 12 apostles 12 cup of guardians gazing into the distance.

all except for one st thomas the patron saint of architects of elated to cad the insolence of turning him toward his masterpiece and giving him his own features. this marvel of grace was given a place of pride. 93 meters above the ground. that made me the largest monument in paris at the time. and viola duke one of the most fascinating architects of his time. for he was not simply content with the reinventing gothic architecture. viola dude turned me into a book of images one that enduring the shape your representation of the middle ages

. my 54 came near us which burst forth from his imagination are the sisters of quasi modo grotesque and magnificent will. the public was thrilled by his creatures but without really understanding what drove the all powerful architect. one of them would become i am with. a melancholy ageless demon the storage who watches the capitals agitation with bewilderment. you may be wondering what i think of the ole the dukes great restoration. was it

a betrayal. or a resurrection. it was something else an encounter. and like every genuine encounter it changed both of us. violated you didn't just revise my past splendor. is uncompromising quest for beauty and perfection was also a tribute to all those that had proceeded. to their genius to their courage to their daring. and their dreams.

which people said were probably. remember those who build. a miraculous lisa vive the shocks of the 20th century to almost disappear in a monday in fire. yet i've never been closer to. the grand old queen of it's the of her. i remind you that humans were able to work together across generations and centuries. to build an incredible model. that surpassed them all.

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