"Why are we weigh'd upon with heaviness, And utterly consum'd with sharp distress, While all things else have rest from weariness?" (A.Tennyson in Choris song no. 2) Liège (B)
Elevator to hell
The forms that once have been
“This is the place. Stand still, my steed,
Let me review the scene,
And summon from the shadowy Past
The forms that once have been.
The Past and Present here unite
Beneath Time’s flowing tide,
Like footprints hidden by a brook,
But seen on either side.”
(H.W. Longfellow in A gleam of sunshine)
Zaandijk (NL)
