Edward FitzGerald: An Aftermath

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T. B. Mosher, 1902 - 156 pages
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Page 38 - But helpless Pieces of the Game He plays Upon this Chequer-board of Nights and Days; Hither and thither moves, and checks, and slays, And one by one back in the Closet lays.
Page 37 - With them the seed of Wisdom did I sow, And with mine own hand wrought to make it grow ; And this was all the Harvest that I reap'd — " I came like Water, and like Wind I go.
Page 91 - Tis a dull sight To see the year dying, When winter winds Set the yellow wood sighing : Sighing, oh ! sighing. When such a time cometh, I do retire Into an old room Beside a bright fire : Oh, pile a bright fire...
Page 93 - ... And sometimes a tear Will rise in each eye, Seeing the two old friends So merrily — So merrily ! And ere to bed Go we, go we, Down on the ashes We kneel on the knee, Praying together ! Thus, then, live I, Till, 'mid all the gloom, By heaven ! the bold sun Is with me in the room, Shining, shining ! Then the clouds part, Swallows soaring between ; The spring is alive, And the meadows are green ! I jump up, like mad, Break the old pipe in twain, And away to the meadows, The meadows again...
Page 151 - Whether at Naishapiir or Babylon, Whether the Cup with sweet or bitter run, The Wine of Life keeps oozing drop by drop, The Leaves of Life keep falling one by one.
Page 37 - Into this Universe, and Why not knowing, Nor Whence, like Water willy-nilly flowing; And out of it, as Wind along the Waste, I know not Whither, willy-nilly blowing.
Page xiii - It is not to the disadvantage of the later poet that he followed so closely in the footsteps of the earlier. A man of extraordinary genius had appeared in the world ; had sung a song of incomparable beauty and power in an environment no longer worthy of him, in a language of narrow range ; for many generations the song was virtually lost...
Page 37 - you might have conceived that a man has not come to my years of life without thinking much of these things. I believe I may say that I have reflected on them fully as much as yourself. You need not repeat this visit.
Page xiv - He has told no story ; he has never unpacked his heart in public ; he has never thrown the reins on the neck of the winged horse, and let his imagination carry him where it listed. "Ah! the crowd must have emphatic warrant,
Page 41 - The surf bark from the Nor'ard " ; or, as was otherwise said to me, " the sea aint lost his woice from the Nor'ard yet," a sign, by the way, that the wind is to come from that quarter. A poetical word, such as those whose business is with the sea are apt to use. Listening one night to the sea some way inland, a sailor said to me, " Yes, sir, the sea roar for the loss of the wind " ; which a landsman properly interpreted as only meaning that the sea made itself heard when the wind had subsided. BARM-SKIN....

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