ABSTRACT
IF you sail northwards for three days out of the North Sea, before you sight the entrance to Stockholm, the royal city of the Swedish kingdom, you light upon a wonderful harbour called in the vernacular Hjälmsnabben, or Älgsnabben, because the wild asses which they call elks 1 habitually flock to it, attracted by the freshness of the wind, or again because the mountains, at whose sides the havens lie, appear to have been so shaped by Nature that you might imagine soldiers’ helmets had been carved on them, as though in the forging of weapons the skill of man were not sufficient unless Nature too should show the warlike people who live in the North what suits them when it comes to handling arms.
Hjälmsnabben or Älgsnabben
Helmets on mountains Nature shows hardy people a model for arms
