it's been manipulated by the electron volts, and that's what we have time full, but coming out next sell don't commentary. the 2nd part of the commentary on the dr . down cathedral in paris and some of it's the for inspection so that if you can find money to make an impact, people watching the growing up as a palestinian and driven on. we're trying to expect much living with a bare minimum without civil rights. and with no cost, this is not a good environment. yeah, no, not for my children. and favorite shadow stats oldest. good. on the w for a long time, you would believe i was indestructible. i the grand damn 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. the nice story began in the mid 12th century, in the dreams of the bishop of paris movies to 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, gwyn 11. 63. bless to my 1st stone. it will be not turned um,

cathedral not throw down the parish. his project exceeded everything that powers had seen my bill do set to work with the under susie as some 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, 8 through fortunes and a week in my old enemy itself, only bible, but in 20 years they successfully completed my choir. i cried for my 1st builders. the hardships piled up and construction drawn gone. fortunately, other builders took over the reins and their condition remained intact. it was they who built my name, 127 meters alone,

with its forest of 1300 beams. and its 3 monumental portals which they decorated with extraordinary sculptures. the painted my facade, but it still wasn't enough. so they disassembled what they had patiently built to raise me even higher before crowning me with a spike. in 12 4th, after a use of construction, my 2 towers finally rose of the terrace. yet this state of grace was the last 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 stones throw from my towers, the st ship and a masterpiece of virtuosity and elegance. next to it seems to lend beauty all that was marvelous 20 years before now seemed heavy and dock

the wood construction path to resume the what where to find the strength to begin again the or by chance another encounter occurred between a young master builder and one of the dumbest roses brought back from the orient during the crusade. all it took was one encounter to start over again. the it is the you $1248.00 shown the show has decided to exceed the wonders of the essential power. by matching the beauty of that most perfect of creations, the

geometry symmetry. the master builder who takes the reins belongs to a new generation whose dreams are ult mentioned by science. it enables him to create rose windows of incredible virtuosity for the facades of my transfer. the complexity of jones drawing up the roses hesitant for it is based on the repetition of the same forms and hence the same blocks of stone. but what really appealed to the bishop and canons was the size of these rose windows. 13 meters in diameter. the largest in all of christendom. the 2 facades of my transcript had to be entirely disassembled in order to achieve this feat. jolanda shells wager was risky, football, he's to sell the would have shows the taking the risk. the

builders who could meet this challenge still had to be found for the time is that changed the, the architecture initiated a century earlier in paris had spread to easy friends where it took on its main focus from cigna, which is to say the french, the, the for i was imitated everywhere now. well beyond the kingdoms borders. the major cities of europe were snatching away french builders. in 100 years, they would transport more stones than ancient egypt. the good may come as a surprise, but it was in the dark shade of this machine that john sought out his 1st ally for he knew that stone had exhausted its resources and nothing spectacular could be

accomplished without the need to tell the secret. the beautiful outlines of stone, its angels are also held up by a corset of metal. the skilfully had a few iron staples and beneath the lace work of my windows rods of lan. 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. have you thought about my request? unusual, had trouble finding his man. i need your answer. except thank you. the taciturn smith was young. he had much to prove but the stained glass would require all the skill of the greatest of masters. the glass

maker of the sun shop and the old man was at the end of his life, withdrawn in his workshop with his daughter. at his age, the adventure was unreasonable. i have to resist my daughter, i will come to paris to get the designs. thank you. it will be a masterpiece. the shot had rekindled the flame of my building site after the era of stone and wood. i was now entering that of metal and glass. what had these young builders measured the scope with a task ahead? not only would they have to compete with nature, what they had to move quickly to catch the other cathedrals, unaware the following. jones, plant stone cutters,

choose what the blocks for the $33.00 that would hold the immense window. in lieu ben smithy, the crossman shaped the iron armatures that will allow the rose window to resist the attacks of the, with the the tron. so it's north facade rises before they're on the 1st panels of glass begin to arrive in the the never had a glass maker undertaking 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 multi colored glass. the old master works with the

zeal of a man who knows his days are numbered. with the blue paying the of all the colors, the most precious is a deep blue. the blue of kings and the virgin mary drawn from cobalt outer, its formula is jealously kept and its price exorbitant. would be covered with it. colored by copper iron or mangan is the thousands of panes would be sturdily assembled using let's fix the rose windows. we'll have to resist both dawns and centuries when the plains are finished, the glass makers, daughter, escorts them to paris, where they will be installed the laughter pedal. my

rooms begins to blue the, the night was dangerous during the middle ages. when she would come to paris, the young woman found refuge beneath my votes, among the infirm and the 6. taking a tour beneath the watchful eye of the churchwarden, the cathedrals, police gods. this harlot was conjuring up site to, to see where a piece of which what, what a young woman would be against the cannons, accusations, witchcraft was punishable by death. the reputation of the old master didn't change the thing. the tragedy got

the better of his fragile house. last way to end the dream of a rose and the life of a young woman. the h. follow me which the craftsman were a brotherhood. the young woman was one of the s. as for the horrible cannon, people say he threw himself from my towers out of the only one thing mattered from my buildings that the return of his daughter would restore the old masters house. but it was too late. the

no matter that glass working was for bidding to women, like most of the other occupations of the cathedral, to the glass makers, daughter which shows the error of this stupid room. she would learn to paint in great homes, the faces of kings, the fulls of their clothes. she had attended the best school. the smith would melt the legs the together, they would finish her father's masterpiece, the their masterpiece. the

the, i like to say that the newest rose is the daughter of love, the grace, the in $1250.00. it begins to radiate. it's magical light. it is the largest in all of christendom. 20 years later, the 2nd rose window will bloom on myself facade. a visitor during the middle ages describes them so wonderful that the soul can not help but contemplate

the it is the you 1270. i am a little over 100 years old and my construction is about to finish. the time has come to make my voice heard the bells of bronze giants, the small ones which people call the sparrows weigh 500 kilos. the trifles, compared to the enormous 10100 bills that would join them later to so that my stone skeleton can resist their ringing. my builders had the brilliant idea of constructing a belfry, a wooden tower built inside my stone towers. it absorbs a terrible swinging without touching my wills.

the bills are consecrated, each one christened with a name. do you ask me to the they will sing the sound of the alarm of danger, the cause of peace time the regions will live to the rhythm of my heart. the i will sound when it is time to wake up time to stop work the i will sound the great hours of the history of the

. 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 clients. great panels, sculpted by the imagined, gay of the 14th century. no, 2 of them. majestic, protective sailing the stormy seas of history. the centuries later, grateful kings will offer me their infinitely graceful marbles. the oldest beauty distracts us from the tragedy that is on the phone and the admiration that one surrounded me. how slowly disappeared the in the 16th century, the acts my architecture would henceforth be referred to by a scornful term gothic meaning barbarous and primitive.

the eye would henceforth live in the shadow of other monuments. after the time of because the jews came, the time of alice's marbles at the renaissance and not a while. finally div with the builder's new master pieces. the then it was the majestic cemetery of that size, which would out showing so good. but in 1789, the french revolution upset this old world. it brought tremendous hope to the people that proved a difficult ordeal. so monuments, the period of uncertainty, began for churches like myself. they started by removing my bowels.

the young republic needed their bronze to cast account and 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 decapitated. in the year, 1793. my fate is in the hands of a man named byron an entrepreneur who switched to a lucrative sector. destruction don't think that i was the victim of blind vandalism. baron followed a program established in high places, no symbol of the despised time of kings, and feudalism must remain to demolish. it provided an estimate. everything had to be quantified down to the restoration of the square,

which would be damaged by the following statues. the wise man to pull some sense decapitated like so many others. my persecutors, spear thick black paint on his own splendid stained glass windows to illuminate flo, the lease and grounds the the art and memory of the middle ages was being wiped out beneath of a runs impassive game. 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 room the. the authorities intervene solely as a matter of public health. the tatters from my gown of stone are sold at auction for a discount to serve as ballast the buyers. name is beatrice. he has 24 hours to clear up the promises the sometimes history plays tricks on us. go on. put some effort into it. we don't have much time on that summer night in 1796 in paris, the courtyard of a private mansion hosted or rather mysterious ceremony go the remains of my statues, had ended up in the hands of a self employed, lest they may twos to shelter

them from the stones of history, the in 18 o 4. i even believe that my past glory had returned with 15000 deaths for an imperial coronation. for it was i that napoleon chose to celebrate the ceremony making him the emperor upfront. the on that day was the queen of cathedrals. indeed, the splendors of my declaration was leading as the emperor's rain. and with each season, my condition was and i

was exhausted by the centuries, abandoned my gown in tatters. my sides lot no longer interested anyone. the, the return of the king's to the throne didn't change a thing. after all, why would i escape the fate of so many other agent not even the the home. precious to me, inches abbey. ruins have a beauty of their own like fossils. they, however, within the memory of their past glory but the 19th century would not be migrating because one man rebelled. during his long visits,

he would mamma words of hope. i was his vast symphony of stones, the colossal work of an entire people, the this man who was indignant about my salary shade is no more than a poet. but he believes in the power of the world. have you recognized the his name? is victor hugo, the in this year, 1831 with the stroke of a pen. he has saved these unpopular middle ages from oblivion and brought in turn back to the old congress of my splendor. the re populates, be with imaginary figures, the beautiful as morrenda, and the hunchback causing the transform to wait for regency their own. cassandra,

the novel is a huge success and it bears my name. no time to pass. it will be the 1st stone of my 2nd founding, the in 1844, the brand new commission, 4 historic monuments ordered a major restoration of the cathedral of paris. the giant project was entrusted large scale work would begin once again, but to be honest, i didn't find this strange do. oh, entirely reassuring was like you could clearly see the marks on the screen. ready and in spite of everything, it stood for 6 centuries, the what a pleasure to see the teeming activity of a building side once more. my course of scaffolding, the warm aroma of the forge,

the music of chisels against stone. all of the just choose that the craftsman of pass down over the center. the carry on the priority is to reinforce everything that is collapsing to replace ailing stones with brand new blocks. during this 19th century marked by inequality, elite artisans rub elbows with the crowd of laborers who sacrifice their health for our patients. the oldest poverty, when badly does tom, we found something 6th 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 only duke turn the entire procession against him was starting to like him. this 19th century man who spoke of the middle ages as though he had lived at the time the since childhood. this brilliant draftsman dreamed of knights castles and gothic churches. the, during the course of his travels, he had gathered tremendous knowledge which he was now putting to use for me. my redesigning their ornamentation that i disappeared. the blood when sources were lacking. she just didn't hesitate to give his imagination free reign. she had such an intimate knowledge of gothic art that he was convinced it's spirit came flooding

back into his drawing. thousands of drawings, the that's how the lady duke began to cover my facade was entirely personal creations. worried expressions. southern faces threatening diagram, the elite 1847. after 3 years of construction, the tail 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 announced the reworking of the windows and rose windows and the construction of a sa,

christy. anger was rumbling in the capital in $1848.00 driven by misery, and a thirst for liberty, for reasons rose up once more against him on the 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 down by which swore by a single disturbing word monday. the capital shook beneath the largest building project in its history. by order of napoleon, the 3rd baron houseman, cut avenues and boulevards through the city. my old paris had had its

day the what would be kind of me in this new city, the someone would have to plead my case if construction were to resume until now. my architects had skilfully navigated the changes in government, but they were not in favor under the m. buy a. i have is go down in history, is the to weather vanes always on the side of power. but and certainly they've shown bad taste. do we really have a choice? we're not going to stop here. to charm the emperor a view like the duke transformed himself into

a theatre decorator brocade, gilding velvet canopies, heavy wall hangings. the architect proposed to preserve a should be to host major imperial ceremonies. his drawings hit the bulls nicoli and the 3rd and empress eugene became infatuated with these new 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. the it is the year 1853, and my architects now have car loans. the listening only to themselves view unable to do can last who will intervene everywhere. there isn't a single block, a single stitch or

a loop of my stone lace work. that is and scrutinized during their restoration, the despite protest, the gallery windows are restored according to view, need a duke's wishes. the flying buttresses are completely reworked, and crowned with pinnacles. the they said my was bristling, was an army of diagrams. criticism mounts as view, need to do, consulted for inventing a cathedral that never existed. instead of restoring it, you may be surprised, but i can imagine the statues of adam and eve at the level of the rose window. an excellent idea. the restoration turns into an obsession view. later, duke is not content with reinforcing the south rose window. he orders it to be

entirely disassembled and turned by a half the p reconfigure as each of the chapels as a new wailings cast and bills as a christy, for which he designs all of the painted decorations and furniture down to the least iron where she also designs the liturgical objects including new, really clean for the holy crown, bought by st. louis, which was finally given to the just 5 to use after resuming work. one final project remains building the medieval

spire above the pillars of my transcript. it had to be brought down a century earlier due to its damaged condition. the architects of spend a long time observing my framework, studying the remains of my old spire amid this jungle of centuries old beams. they are familiar with its modest shape through numerous drawings, the interview of all they had accomplished. it was a small undertaking, but fate decided otherwise. the on july 15th 1857, unless you suddenly dies, diagnose the green stories, but got them on the door. no, no, dispatcher,

she too would not see his finished work agnes day. but my debt to him is no less. great. don't know nobody's bunch. who remembers on that piece last year, the whole can recognize among the kings in my gallery, the face of this generous cross, the valley do catalogs to friends and someone who kindly contradicted him rebuilding misfire 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 from a dandy. my restoration work seemed anachronistic. at a time when the industrial revolution was promising,

the newer of other wonders when long metal beams stretched and airy structures when large glass domes began to replace the stained glass of churches. how to resist the temptation of matter, the ease had already intruded upon the framework of the venerable shots. we could see joe, which had been the victim of the fire. but so the duke that was an insult to the genius of my abilities, he would make my spire out of hood just as they did in the middle ages. but it would be full of a grace and a virtual city that maurice to sallie himself would never have dreamed up the view. new dukes 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 geometries. but in these drawings, the initiated could read the farm dimensions and precise location of every being in 186620 years after the start of construction view. and the duke's craftsman raised the framework from my new spite. it's steep slopes feature, the 12 apostles, 12 comp or guardians, gazing into the distance, the all except for one st. thomas, the patron saint of architects, z related to cut the insolence of turning him toward his masterpiece and giving him

his own features the the 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 view lane to duke, one of the most fascinating architects of his time. so he was not simply content with reinventing gothic architecture. viewing the duke turned me into a book of images, one that enduringly shaped your representation of the middle ages. the my 54 cameras which burst forth from his imagination of the sisters of quasi moto

grotesque and mac. the . the public was thrilled by his creatures, but without really understanding what drove the all powerful architect, the one of them would become my emblem. a melancholy age, the steam, and the stritch who watches the capitals agitation was built in the you may be wondering what i think you're viewing later, dukes great restoration, positive a trial or a resurrection with something else an

encounter. and like every genuine encounter, it changed both of us. the view new duke didn't just revise my past plan is uncompromising. quest for beauty and perfection was also a tribute to all those that had preceded him. to the genius to the courage, to the dairy, the dreams which people saddler, the remember, those who built the

miraculously survived the sharks of the 20th century to almost disappear in a mundane fire. yet i have never been closer to you. the grand old queen of procedures i remind you that humans were able to work together across generations and centuries, to build an incredible monument that surpassed them all the

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