"Cubical" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... other streets facing the gates, it is paved with oblong flat stones, laid obliquely across it with great regularity. Following this street through a heap of ruined habitations on each side of it, where are many fragments of columns, I came to a place where four massy cubical structures ...
— Travels in Syria and the Holy Land • John Burckhardt
... city is measured. (1) By the quantity of ground, or number of acres upon which it stands. (2) By the number of houses, as the same appears by the hearth-books and late maps. (3) By the cubical content of the said housing. (4) By the flooring of the same. (5) By the number of days' work, or charge of building the said houses. (6) By the value of the said houses, according to their yearly rent, and number of years' purchase. (7) By the number of inhabitants; according ...
— Essays on Mankind and Political Arithmetic • Sir William Petty
... restored. It is of an older order than the constructions of Erwin of Steinbach; it is perhaps the remainder of the edifice erected by bishop Werner, at the beginning of the eleventh century; the shape of the pillars, their cubical tops or chapters, the arches exclusively semi-circular, bring us back to those times. This crypta, that remained unimpaired during all the changes which the Cathedral must have undergone in the course of so many centuries, forms a nave with two ...
— Historical Sketch of the Cathedral of Strasburg • Anonymous
... dropped into a concealed water-filled crevasse, which on the surface showed not the slightest sign of its existence. This crevasse like many others was being used as the channel of a stream, and at some narrow point the small cubical masses of ice into which the glacier surface disintegrates were jammed and extended back farther and farther till they completely covered and concealed the water. Into this I suddenly plunged, after crossing thousands of really dangerous crevasses, but never ...
— Travels in Alaska • John Muir
... army with banners, In a cyclone of wrecked parasols. You look like a mob with mad manners Or a roystering row of Dutch dolls. Oh, Priestess of Cubical passion, Oh, Deification of Whim, You seem to walk down in the fashion That lame ...
— The Re-echo Club • Carolyn Wells
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