The majesty of this structure would be a thing of the past, celebrated, if at all, as a marvel of its age, but gone like the Colossus of Rhodes and other ancient Wonders of the World that survive only as memories.īut, a young writer (29 years old by the time his book was published), listening to public officials discussing what to do with the 226-foot-high double hulks of stones desecrating Ile de la Cité - the very place where the city of Paris was born – after having been ransacked during the French revolution of 1789 and left in tatters for the decades following, decided that just wouldn’t do. Notre Dame’s elegant façade, its finely crafted doors, the famous bell, the arches, the stained-glass windows, all would disappear.
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