Art Direction, Design, Typography: Kenneth Kegley
Design: Eunha Choi, Filip Lund Jensen, Jonathan Lavik
When we had come thither into the goodly harbor, about which on both sides a sheer cliff runs continuously, and projecting headlands opposite to one another stretch out at the mouth, and the entrance is narrow, then all the rest steered their curved ships in, and the ships were moored within the hollow harbor close together;
Leo Porto, New York.
An Old Man was employed in cutting wood in the forest, and, in carrying the faggots to the city for sale one day, became very wearied with his long journey. He sat down by the wayside, and throwing down his load, besought “Death” to come.
“Death” immediately appeared in answer to his summons and asked for what reason he had called him. The Old Man hurriedly replied, “That, lifting up the load, you may place it again upon my shoulders.”
“Nor will he ever be her husband,” said Theagenes, ” if
I know aught of Chariclea’s sentiments ; and, if being a
victim, credit is due to me as inspired by prophecy.” — ” But,
fair Sir,” said Meroebus, “it is not living but slaughtered
victims which afford knowledge to the Seers.”