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The Prague astronomical clock or Prague is a medieval astronomical clock attached to the Old Town Hall in Prague, the capital of the Czechia.
The clock was first installed in 1410, making it the third-oldest astronomical clock in the world and the oldest clock still in operation
SHOEBURY GARRISON 1. 5219 Clock Tower TQ 98 SW 5/85 II 2. A monumental arched gateway surmounted by a clock tower and arched cupola. Built in 1856, in yellow brick. It comprises a central tall semi-circular archway with rusticated brick voussoirs which breaks forward from smaller flanking arches also with rusticated voussoirs. The centre part has a brick cornice with blocking courses and is surmounted by a square clock tower with an open arched cupola above, with a pyramid slate roof with shaped eaves brackets. The archways are flanked by single storeyed buildings in similar style. The brickwork is laid with recessed horizontal courses simulating ashlar.
Source: Historic England
In the Candy Cliffs of Utah, time itself is frozen and yet flowing...
Shot with a Sigma Quattro H and a Sigma 150-600mm Sport lens. Taken as an SFD (multiple exposure HDR), processed in Sigma Photo Pro, then the TIFF edited in Luminar.
The Clock
Y Cloc
Well-meaning, and right-mindedly
I sing. Fate is kind to me:
My soul takes flight to the fair town
With round tower at crag’s crown,
Finds a girl, of former fame:
My unforgotten old flame.
Through my Dream, moonlight fleeting
Beams on her a Dream of greeting.
Nightly now, her fetch shall fly
To tryst with me and linger nigh,
Or when, as in exhausted sleep,
My soul, unfettered, comes to creep
Within her chamber, I’ll appear
And speak with her till day is near
Like an angel, though my head
Lies pillowed in a distant bed.
Thus my otherworldly thought
Finds the lover I have sought
For age on age. The spell will break
The very moment I awake.
Damn the clock beside the dyke
That awoke me with one strike
Of the tongue between its teeth!
Curse the ropes and wheels beneath,
The stupid balls that dangle,
The hammer, the iron rectangle
Of its frame! Curse its quacking
And its endless mill-wheels clacking!
Churlish clock with canting clatter,
Clodhopping cobbler’s chatter,
Lies and treachery in your guts!
Hound-whelp’s maw that chews and gluts
On garbage, clapping jaws of spite!
Owl’s mill grinding through the night!
No saddler, crupper caked with crap
Could withstand the endless tap-
Tap-tapping of your ticker!
The very angels bark and bicker!
I had enjoyed – until this –
A dream of Heaven, untold bliss,
Wrapped within this woman’s arms
My head between her breasts. Charms
Of Eigr, beyond all cost.
Dong! Dong! Dong! And all are lost!
Come, my Dream, and seek once more
The airy highway to her door
And set my golden girl aglow
With slumbering love. My soul! Flow
To meet her! Moth! Take flight
And plunge into her orb of light!
Source material: Poem by Dafydd ap Gwilym, paraphrased by Giles Watson. Mechanical clocks of the kind derided in the poem were a newfangled technology in the fourteenth century, and are also mentioned by Chaucer and Jean Froissart. Once again, this poem draws on the llatai tradition, but in this case, the love-messenger is not the clock, but the poet’s Dream, which confers upon him the ability to fly by night to his beloved Eigr. As with Dafydd’s other beautiful dream poem, ‘Y Breuddwyd’, there are strong affinities with ‘The Dream of Maxen’ in the Mabinogion. It has been suggested that the town with the round tower on a hill is Brecon, which, with its marvellous setting, surrounded by the Black Mountains and the Brecon Hills, would seem to be an ideal place for souls to take flight. The poem implies that his soul can only make contact with that of his beloved when both of them are asleep and dreaming, and at the end of the paraphrase, I have introduced the soul-moth motif, which is a common feature of Celtic folklore. Cathedral cities such as Wells, Salisbury and St Albans did possess clocks of the type described by Dafydd, with chimes to mark the hours for the monastic offices, but it is impossible to know with which clock Dafydd was acquainted, and in the context of this poem, it appears that the clock was far removed from Brecon. For a more detailed examination of the historical background to this poem, see the notes to Rachel Bromwich’s prose translation, Dafydd ap Gwilym: Poems, Ceredigion, 1982, pp. 123-4.
Image derived from a photograph of the works of a mediaeval clock at Astbury church, Gloucestershire.
The Clock Tower is a landmark in Hong Kong. It is located on the southern shore of Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon. It is the only remnant of the original site of the former Kowloon Station on the Kowloon-Canton Railway. Officially named Former Kowloon-Canton Railway Clock Tower (traditional Chinese: 前九廣鐵路鐘樓), it is usually referred to as the Tsim Sha Tsui Clock Tower (traditional Chinese: 尖沙咀鐘樓) for its location.
尖沙咀鐘樓，正式名稱為前九廣鐵路鐘樓，位於香港九龍尖沙咀海旁，是九廣鐵路舊尖沙咀火車站的一部分，鐘樓於1915年建成並已被列為香港法定古蹟。現在，鐘樓被香港文化中心門前的廣場環抱，並且成為香港的地標建築。
Hong Kong • 香港 '10
Pointing towards the town square, this clock face sits perched atop a historical building located in located in Georgeville, Quebec, Canada.
Overlooks Great Yarmouth Market Place from the Lloyds TSB Bank building.
In ABCs and 123s: T is for time
the clock from the original lloyds building. It as a bell hanging from the center which was rang when ever a ship sank 'Lloyds clock' On Black
Oh, this and code red are my favorite MD flavors. I uh, bought four 12 packs and put them in my closet so I can have one every now and then. Not a big fan of drinking several regular sodas a day.
I broke my little alarm clock that day I bought it. So I had to buy another one.
Working on a set of clocks.
Garage sale finds. The one on the right will need a battery clockworks. Hope to be able to use the original hands.
This is located next to the downtown theater, but the business is different than the name on the clock.