spire of the cathedral, a wonderful thing of delicate lines and love’
we would cross the river and look back at the cathedral, high and beautiful
above the huddle of old, old houses on the quayside, with a faint light on its
pinnacle and buttresses and immense blackness beyond them.
builders of France loved their work,” said Palmer. “There was always war about
the walls of this cathedral, but they went on with it, stone by stone, without
stood there in a long silence, many times, and out of those little streets
below the cathedral of Amiens came the spirit of history to teach us the
nobility and the brutality of men, and their incurable folly, and their
patience with tyranny.
“When is it all going to end, Palmer, old man?”
“The war, or the folly of men?”
“The war. This cursed war. This bloody war.”
break one day, on our side or the other. Those who hold out longest and have
the best reserves of man-power.”’
That day came
indeed on August 8 1918, a
“black day of the German Army’, when for the first time, the coalition of
Allied nations fought under one strategic command, using tanks and air power to
Text: 1918, British
reporter Philip Gibbs in Amiens – Now It Can Be Told – Photo: Amiens, a view of the
Cathedral from the river.
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