The Literature of EcstasyBoni and Liveright, 1921 - 254 pages |
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... better of me . And therefore I run away and fly from him , and when I see him I am ashamed of what I have confessed to him . Many a time have I wished that he were dead , and yet I know that I should be more sorry than glad , if he were ...
... better of me . And therefore I run away and fly from him , and when I see him I am ashamed of what I have confessed to him . Many a time have I wished that he were dead , and yet I know that I should be more sorry than glad , if he were ...
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... better poetry than some of Heloise's love letters in prose . Love is the foundation of poetry and for this reason poetry always will be with us , and probably more so in prose than in verse . We want literature that deals with it , and ...
... better poetry than some of Heloise's love letters in prose . Love is the foundation of poetry and for this reason poetry always will be with us , and probably more so in prose than in verse . We want literature that deals with it , and ...
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... better man of imagination , a better poet , or perhaps I should say , a better feeder to a poet , than any man be- tween Milton and Wordsworth . Thomas Moore had the magnanimity to say , ' If Burke and Bacon 48 THE LITERATURE OF ECSTASY.
... better man of imagination , a better poet , or perhaps I should say , a better feeder to a poet , than any man be- tween Milton and Wordsworth . Thomas Moore had the magnanimity to say , ' If Burke and Bacon 48 THE LITERATURE OF ECSTASY.
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... better and lighter since I have drawn near to you even on this paper - already I am better and lighter . And now I am going to dream of you . . . to meet you on some mystical landing place . . . in order to be quite well to - morrow ...
... better and lighter since I have drawn near to you even on this paper - already I am better and lighter . And now I am going to dream of you . . . to meet you on some mystical landing place . . . in order to be quite well to - morrow ...
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... better than I in all things . Best in the world you are no one is like you . Can you read what I have written ? Do not love me less ! Do you think that I cannot feel you love me , through all this distance ? If you loved me less , I ...
... better than I in all things . Best in the world you are no one is like you . Can you read what I have written ? Do not love me less ! Do you think that I cannot feel you love me , through all this distance ? If you loved me less , I ...
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Page 94 - And now I begin to understand why I was imprisoned so many years in this lonely chamber, and why I could never break through the viewless bolts and bars ; for if I had sooner made my escape into the world, I should have grown hard and rough, and been covered with earthly dust, and my heart might have become callous by rude encounters with the multitude. . . . But living in solitude till the fulness of time was come, I still kept the dew of my youth and the freshness of my heart.
Page 161 - Woe unto them that join house to house, that lay field to field, till there be no place, that they may be placed alone in the midst of the earth...
Page 161 - I hate, I despise your feast days, and I will not smell in your solemn assemblies. Though ye offer me burnt offerings and your meat offerings, I will not accept them: neither will I regard the peace offerings of your fat beasts. Take thou away from me the noise of thy songs; for I will not hear the melody of thy viols. But let judgment run down as waters, and righteousness as a mighty stream.
Page 26 - For the poet is a light and winged and holy thing, and there is no invention in him until he has been inspired and is out of his senses, and the mind is no longer in him: when he has not attained to this state, he is powerless and is unable to utter his oracles.
Page 68 - What though the field be lost? All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield: And what is else not to be overcome?
Page 95 - Wherever snow falls, or water flows, or birds fly, wherever day and night meet in twilight, wherever the blue heaven is hung by clouds, or sown with stars, wherever are forms with transparent boundaries, wherever are outlets into celestial space, wherever is danger, and awe, and love, there is Beauty, plenteous as rain, shed for thee, and though thou shouldst walk the world over, thou shalt not be able to find a condition inopportune or ignoble.
Page 94 - Thou shalt leave the world, and know the muse only. Thou shalt not know any longer the times, customs, graces, politics, or opinions of men, but shalt take all from the muse.
Page 202 - Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more in his name. But his word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my bones, and I was weary with forbearing, and I could not stay.
Page 243 - The storm has gone over me ; and I lie like one of those old oaks which the late hurricane has scattered about me. I am stripped of all my honours, I am torn up by the roots, and lie prostrate on the earth ! There, and prostrate there, I most unfeignedly recognize the Divine justice, and in some degree submit to it.
Page 48 - But the communication of pleasure may be the immediate object of a work not metrically composed ; and that object may have been in a high degree attained, as in novels and romances.