San Cristóbal de la Habana
Title | San Cristóbal de la Habana PDF eBook |
Author | Joseph Hergesheimer |
Publisher | |
Pages | 264 |
Release | 1920 |
Genre | Havana (Cuba) |
ISBN |
This is a travelogue of Havana in the early 20th century.
San Cristobal de La Habana
Title | San Cristobal de La Habana PDF eBook |
Author | Hergesheimer Joseph |
Publisher | Hardpress Publishing |
Pages | 154 |
Release | 2016-06-23 |
Genre | |
ISBN | 9781318021734 |
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San Cristóbal de la Habana
Title | San Cristóbal de la Habana PDF eBook |
Author | Joseph Hergesheimer |
Publisher | Library of Alexandria |
Pages | 170 |
Release | 1927-01-01 |
Genre | History |
ISBN | 1465519777 |
THERE are certain cities, strange to the first view, nearer the heart than home. But it might be better to acknowledge that, perhaps, the word home has a wider and deeper significance than any mere geographical and family setting. Many men are alien in houses built from the traditions of their blood; the most inaccessible and obdurate parts of the earth have always been restlessly sought by individuals driven not so much by exterior pressure as by a strange necessity to inhabit a barren copper mountain, a fever coast, or follow to the end of life a river lost in a savage remoteness, hiding the secret of their unquenchable longing. Not this, precisely, happened to me, approaching Havana in the early morning, nothing so tyrannical and absolute; yet, watching the silver greenness of Cuba rising from the blue sea, I had a premonition that what I saw was of peculiar importance to me. I grew at once impatient and sharply intent on the resolving of a nebulous, and verdant mass into the details of dense slopes, slopes that showed, from the sea to their crowns, no break in a dark foliage. The sombreness of the leaves immediately marked the land from an accustomed region of bright maples—they were at once dark, glossy, and heavy, an effect I had often tried to describe, and their presence in such utter expanses filled me with pleasure. It was exactly as though the smooth lustrous hills before me had been created out of an old mysterious desire to realize them in words. Undoubtedly their effect belonged to the sea, the sky, and the hour in which they were set. The plane of the sea, ruffled by a wind like a willful and contrarily exerted force, was so blue that its color was lost in the dark intensity of tone; while the veils of space were dissolved in arcs of expanding light. The island seemed unusually solid and isolated, as complete within itself as a flower in air, and saturated with romance. That was my immediate feeling about Cuba, taking on depth across water profounder than indigo ... it was latent with the emotional distinction which so signally stirred me to write. At once, in imagination, I saw the ineffable bay of Guatanago, where buccaneers careened their ships and, in a town of pink stucco and windows with projecting wooden grilles, drank and took for figureheads the sacred images of churches painted blue. On the shore, under a canopy of silk, a woman, naked but for a twist of bishop's purple, bound her hair in gold cloth. From where she stood, in dyed shadow, a figure only less golden than the cloth, she heard the hollow ring of the caulking malls and the harsh rustle of the palms. Drawing rapidly nearer to what was evidently the entrance to the harbor of Havana I considered the possibilities of such a story, such a character: She had her existence in the seventeenth century, when Morgan marched inland to rape Camagüey—the daughter, without doubt, of a captain of the Armada de Barlevento, the Windward Fleet, and a native woman taken in violence; a shameless wench with primitive feelings enormously complicated by the heritage of Spain's civilization, a murderous, sullen, passionate jade, wholly treacherous and instinct with ferine curiosity. The master for her, I decided, must come from the Court of Charles, the London of the Cavalier Parliament, a gentleman in a gay foppery masking a steel eaten by a cruelty like a secret poison. It would be a story bright with the flames of hell and violent as a hurricane; the pages would reflect the glare of the sand scrawled with cocoanut palms, and banked with mangroves; and, at the end, the bishop's purple would be a cerecloth and the gallows chains sound in Xaymaca. But, above everything else, it would be modern in psychology and color treatment, written with that realism for which the only excuse was to provide a more exact verisimilitude for romance.
San Cristobal De La Habana
Title | San Cristobal De La Habana PDF eBook |
Author | Joseph Hergesheimer |
Publisher | Createspace Independent Publishing Platform |
Pages | 112 |
Release | 2015-12-03 |
Genre | |
ISBN | 9781506152462 |
"[...] The sun, that I had seen rising on the undiscovered hills of Cuba, was sinking behind the apprehended city; it touched the caryatids of the Gallego Club and enveloped, in a diminished gold like a fine suffusion of precious dust, the circular avenue, the royal palms, the flambeau trees and Indian laurels, of the plaza. The whiteness of the buildings, practically unbroken, everywhere took on the tone of every moment: now they were faintly aureate, as though they had been lightly touched by a gilder's brush; the diffused shadows were violet. The shadows slowly thickened and merged; they seemed to swell upward from the streets, the Parque; and the buildings, in turn, became lavender, and then, again, a glimmering white. Only the lifted green of the palms was changeless, positive, until it was lost in darkness.[...]".
San Cristobal de la Habana (Classic Reprint)
Title | San Cristobal de la Habana (Classic Reprint) PDF eBook |
Author | Joseph Hergesheimer |
Publisher | Forgotten Books |
Pages | 256 |
Release | 2017-10-12 |
Genre | History |
ISBN | 9780265230701 |
Excerpt from San Cristobal De La Habana Undoubtedly their effect belonged to the sea, the sky, and the hour in which they were set. The plane of the sea, ruffled by a wind like a willful and contrarily exerted force, was so blue that its color was lost in the dark intensity of tone; while the veils of space were dissolved in arcs of expanding light. The island seemed unusually solid and iso. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
SAN CRISTOBAL DE LA HABANA
Title | SAN CRISTOBAL DE LA HABANA PDF eBook |
Author | Joseph 1880-1954 Hergesheimer |
Publisher | |
Pages | 264 |
Release | 2016-08-29 |
Genre | History |
ISBN | 9781373806727 |
San Cristóbal de la Habana, by Joseph Hergesheimer
Title | San Cristóbal de la Habana, by Joseph Hergesheimer PDF eBook |
Author | Joseph Hergesheimer |
Publisher | |
Pages | 255 |
Release | 1923 |
Genre | |
ISBN |