Michelangelo built his own scaffold free from the walls, inventing a method which was afterwards adopted by all architects for vault-building.

"Wanted, Young Lady, vaults bar.

He reduced his bank account to a few thousand dollars and swept out his safety-vault boxes with a broom before his last trip into Vermont.

But in 1813 it chanced that the workmen made an aperture in a vault corresponding in situation, and occupied by three coffins; and the prince-regent ordered an investigation to ascertain the truth.

7. Not to be was that Manhood!The death-bell is knelling The hinge of the death-vault creaks harsh on the ears How dismal, O Death, is the place of thy dwelling!

That it was used to open the wine-vault door is evident from the fact that it was found in the lock.

From the fact that a brick vault forms the roof the cellars have often been looked upon as the crypt of the church but this is erroneous; the vault is a later insertion and if any crypt exists it lies below this level.

Braun's autotypes of the vault frescoes show what ravage the lapse of time has wrought in them, by the cracking of the plaster, the peeling off in places of the upper surface, and the deposit of dirt and cobwebs.

There is a certain melancholy interest in wandering through these silent streets, peering through the windows and recognizing over the vaults names famous in Florence.

The guns were firing, the sounds of bursts of musketry were carried down on the wind, whilst droning aeroplane engines in the deep-blue vault overhead told of our flying men denying a passage to enemy machines.

Yet it is neither so strong nor so beautiful as the vault-paintings of the Sistine.

It was a peal of laughter, loud, evil, triumphant; and, as if it had been a signal, other mocking voices took it up, until the great vault rang to a fiendish din.

he echoed with a yell that made the vault ring again.

The afternoon glow, reflected from the burnt grass and white walls of the compound, struck upward in the vault-spaces of the ground floor, and lighted oddly the keen-eyed yellow mafoo and his serious young master.

Who is it that makes that vault turn so regularly about us?

It cost us $1,500, and Vic. is bricked up in a vault underneath.

After having examined all the upper stories, we went down into the vaults underneathvaults once grim and hoary, terrible to captives and feudal enemies, now devoted to no purpose more grim than that of coal cellars and wine vaults.

"Stands the vault adamantine Until the Doomsday; The wine-cup shall ferry Thee

How many a vault upblown must be, Into what clefts, what shafts, must he Who doth of hidden treasure know, Descend, to reach the world below!