George Du Maurier: the satirist of the Victorians; a review of his art and personality (Google eBook)

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Chatto & Windus, 1913 - History - 198 pages
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Page 183 - A little work, a little play To keep us going and So good-day! A little warmth, a little light Of love's bestowing and So, good-night! A little fun, to match the sorrow Of each day's growing and So, good-morrow! A little trust that when we die We reap our sowing and So, good-bye!
Page 92 - I have never written. If you like the plot so much you may take it." Mr. James said that it was too valuable a present to take, and that du Maurier must write the story himself. On reaching home that night he set to work. By the next morning he had written the first two numbers not of Trilby but of Peter Ibbetson. " It seemed all to flow from my pen, without effort in a full stream...
Page 21 - Maurier's activity a child of the age which has also produced Mrs, Cimabue Brown and Messrs. Maudle and Postlethwaite. She is not one of the heroines of the aesthetic movement, though we may be sure she dabbles in that movement so far as it pays to do so. Mrs. Ponsonby de Tomkyns is a little of everything, in so far as anything pays. She is always on the lookout, she never misses an opportunity. She is not a specialist, for that cuts off too many opportunities, and the aesthetic people have the...
Page 153 - For fifteen years," says Miss Sichel, " they always met once, and generally twice a day. Hampstead knew their figures as every afternoon they walked round the pond on the Heath, deep in conversation. Edward Fitzgerald himself never had a closer friendship than had these two men for one another. Their mental climates suited ; they were akin, yet had strong differences. Perhaps in the quickness of their mutual attraction Frenchman recognised Frenchman. But Ainger was the French Huguenot and du Maurier...
Page 95 - Trilby was a name that had long lain perdu somewhere "at the back of du Maurier's head." He traced it to a story by Charles Nodier, in which Trilby was a man. The name Trilby also appears in a poem by Alfred de Musset. And to this name, and to the story of a woman which was once told to him, du Maurier's Trilby owed her birth. "From the moment the name occurred to me," he said, "I was struck with its value.
Page 129 - I feel -not indeed with the living beauty, ripe and real, that I see about and around mere life is such a beauty in itself that no stone ideal can ever hope to match it ! But dissatisfied with the means at my command to do the living beauty justice a little bit of paper, a steel pen, and a bottle of ink and, alas ! fingers and an eye less skilled than they would have been if I had gone straight to a school of art instead of a laboratory for chemistry ! " This is the lady, then, who...
Page 147 - anged if it ain't, to think of sich services as mine bein' rewarded with no 'igher title than what's bestowed on a heminent Sawbones, or a Hingerneer, or a Littery Man, or even a successful Hartist ! " Mrs. Ponsonby de Tomkyns (sympathetically). " It does seem hard ! But you've only to bide your time, Sir Gorgius. No man of your stamp need ever despair of a Peerage !
Page 36 - Truths that might have been left unspoken " : Hostess. " What ? haven't you brought your sisters, Mr. Jones?" Mr. Jones. " No, they couldn't come, Mrs. Smith. The fact is, they're saving themselves for Mrs. Brown's Dance to-morrow, you know !
Page 36 - It is quite consummate, is it not?" asks the leering male (it is difficult to tell whether he is leering at the teapot or the bride); "It is, indeed! Oh, Algernon, let us live up to it!
Page 36 - Nuremburgy you know regular Old English, with French windows opening to the lawn, and Venetian blinds, and sort of Swiss balconies, and a loggia.

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