But as we went up and found myself on deck, my heart swelled. The graceful and high rigging, animation of the castle, the view of the sky and the bay, the admirable order of those objects occupied the deck, from the Coys [4] in a row on the upper hull to the winches, pumps, hoses , hatches, and the variety of uniforms, everything, in short, so I stopped that for a while I was absorbed in the contemplation of such a beautiful machine, without thinking of anything else.

These can not take care of those magnificent ships, or less than Holy Trinity, bad prints in which have been represented. Nor anything resembling today’s warriors vessels, covered with heavy iron harness, long, dull, black, and no accidents very visible in its vast, so sometimes I have found immense floating coffins. Created by a positivist era, and appropriate military nautical science of our times, which has been annulled by steam maneuvers, trusting the success of combat power and thrust of the ships, the ships of today are simply machines of war, while in those days were the warrior himself, armed with all weapons of attack and defense, but relying mainly on his skill and courage.

I, I see as I see, I’ve always had the habit of linking to an extreme exaggeration, ideas with pictures, things with people, even if they belong to the most inasociables categories. Displaying later called Gothic cathedrals of our castle, and Flanders, and seeing how awesome majesty highlights its factory complex and subtle taste among modern buildings, built by the utility, such as banks, hospitals and barracks, no I have less to bring to mind the various classes of ships I’ve seen in my long life, and I compared the old with the Gothic cathedrals. Their forms, which extend upwards, the predominance of the vertical lines on the horizontal, some inexplicable idealism, some historical and religious at the same time, mixed with the hassle of lines and color scheme that combines at will the sun have determined the association extravagant for me to explain the trace of romance in the spirit left the impressions of childhood.