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promenoir seems to precisely be the same as the date that the Abbe
Bulteau assigns for the western portal of Rentals. Ordinarily a
gives it is not great matter, but when one has to race in before and back,
with the agility of an electric tram, among two or three I fix
points, are convenient to mend once them for everybody. The Transition is
you complete here in the promenoir that was projected soon as as 1115.
The subject to build at times is too much ambitious far for trip in summer; it
it is not too effortless anybody for a graduate of the Arts of Beaux; and little
architectural fields have so sincerely been discussed and I/you/they have been disputed.
We don't have to touch him/it. The age of the de of "Chanson that Roland" same it is
not so dangerous a theme. Our vital necessities are satisfied, more or less
sufficiently, taking the promenoir to the Mountain, the crypt to
Saint-Denis, and the western portal to Rentals as the trinity of
our Transition, and roughly calling their date the years 1115-20, Á.
you overload the memory with dates it is the vice of every teacher and
the passion of every studious of second category. Tourists want as few it is together
how possible; their thing they want it is poetry. He/she anchors an unusual coincidence,
with which every class is only too relative, you/he/she has done of the
years--15 a curiously convenient group and the year 1115 are as
convenient as some for the beginning of the century of Transition.
That was the year when Saint Bernard threw the the foundations of his
Abbey of Clairvaux. Perhaps 1115, or to last 1117, were the year
when Abelard sang love-songs to Heloise in Canon the house of Fulbert in
the Repents of des Choristers, close to the cloister of Dame of Notre to Paris.
The Abbes Suger, the Abbe Bernard and the Abbe Abelards are the three
interesting men of the French Transition.
The promenoirs, will pass then for the year 1115, and, as so, it is
a very beautiful room, uniting the splendid calm and
the seriousness of the romantic one with the delicious lines of the
Gothic. You won't see really his/her peer in the twelfth century. To