9. Mt Fuji from Naborito
"I am fond of this print: the torii of a Shinto shrine are visible above the sea at low tide, and people dig clams among the sunken ruins. Fuji of course is visible through the torii."
An echo often have our singers caught,
- from 24 Views
And they that bend above the saddened strings;
One hue of all the hundred on her wings
Our painters render, and our men of thought
In realms mysterious her face have sought
and glimpsed its marvel in elusive things.
Her fragrance gathers and her shadow clings
to all the loveliness that man hath wrought.
The wind of lonely places is her wine.
Still she eludes us, hidden, husht and fleet,
A star withdrawn, a music in the gloom.
Beauty and death her speechless lips assign,
Where silence is, and where the surf-loud feet
Of armies wander on the sands of doom.
- The Muse of the Incommunicable, by George Sterling
I have never seen a real tori-gate, though I hope one day to do so. Of all the works conceived and fashioned by man, none seem to me more graceful, nor better suited to their natural settings than these.