Pagan Papers (Google eBook)

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J. Lane, 1900 - English essays - 192 pages
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Page 99 - What song the Syrens sang, or what name Achilles assumed when he hid himself among women, though puzzling questions, are not beyond all conjecture.
Page 69 - From which ofj.<f>a\6s or hub of the universe he will direct his shining team even to the far Hesperides of Richmond or of Windsor. Both iron road and level highway are shunned by the rural Pan, who chooses rather to foot it along the sheep track on the limitless downs or the thwartleading footpath through copse and spinney, not without pleasant fellowship with feather and fur. Nor does it follow from all this that the god is unsocial. Albeit shy of the company of his more showy brother-deities,...
Page 24 - For, as it is dislocation and detachment from the life of God, that makes things ugly, the poet, who re-attaches things to nature and the Whole, re-attaching even artificial things, and violations of nature, to nature, by a deeper insight, disposes very easily of the most disagreeable facts.
Page 143 - Some for the Glories of This World; and some Sigh for the Prophet's Paradise to come; Ah, take the Cash, and let the Credit go, Nor heed the rumble of a distant Drum! XIV Look to the blowing Rose about us 'Lo, Laughing...
Page 69 - When the pelting storm drives the wayfarers to the sheltering inn, among the little group on 69 bench and settle Pan has been known to appear at times, in homely guise of hedgerand-ditcher or weather-beaten shepherd from the downs. Strange lore and quaint fancy he will then impart, in the musical Wessex or Mercian he has learned to speak so naturally; though it may not be till many a mile...
Page 51 - ... of the weir; his are the glories, amber and scarlet and silver, of the sunsethaunted surface. By-and-by the boaters will pass him homeward-bound. All are blistered and sore: his withers are unwrung. Most are too tired and hungry to see the sunset glories ; no corporeal pangs clog his tzsthesis his perceptive faculty.
Page 25 - Readers of poetry see the factoryvillage and the railway, and fancy that the poetry of the landscape is broken up by these; for these works of art are not yet consecrated in their reading; but the poet sees them fall within the great Order not less than the beehive or the spider's geometrical web. Nature adopts them very fast into her vital circles, and the gliding train of cars she loves like her own.
Page 57 - For myself, public libraries possess a special horror, as of lonely wastes and dragon-haunted fens. The stillness and the heavy air, the feeling of restriction and surveillance, the mute presence of these other readers, "all silent and all damned," combine to set up a nervous irritation fatal to quiet study.
Page 49 - Prone on his back on the springy turf, gazing up into the sky, his fleshy integument seems to drop away, and the spirit ranges at will among the tranquil clouds. This way Nirvana nearest lies. Earth no longer obtrudes herself; possibly somewhere a thousand miles. or so below him the thing still "spins...
Page 45 - Philistine hoof, but hovers more or less on the edge of it, where, the sole fixed star amidst whirling constellations, he may watch the mad world "glance, and nod, and hurry by." There are many such centres of contemplation along the West Coast of Scotland. Few places are better loafingground than a pier, with its tranquil "lucid interval...

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