Postage Stamps and Postal History of Cuba

Postage Stamps And Postal History Of Cuba

This is a survey of the postage stamps and postal history of Cuba.

Cuba is an island country in the Caribbean sea. The nation of Cuba consists of the main island of Cuba, the Isla de la Juventud, and several archipelagos. Havana is the largest city in Cuba and the country's capital.

Read more about Postage Stamps And Postal History Of Cuba:  First Stamps and Postal Stationery, U.S. Intervention, Cuban Republic Stamps, Castro Era

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    Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambassadors on national taste.
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    Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambassadors on national taste.
    William Butler Yeats (1865–1939)

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