The Flame of Life, Volume 10
One of Italian author D'Annunzio's most significant novels, scandalous in its day, is Il fuoco (The Flame of Life) of 1900, in which he portrays himself as the Nietzschean Superman Stelio Effrena, in a fictionalized account of his love affair with Eleonora Duse. --wikipedia.com.
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Page 312 - that inn where we went in at Dolo, to wait for the train — Vampa's inn ? A huge fire was burning in the grate, the crockery shone on the walls, the slices of polenta were toasting on the gridiron. Twenty years ago, they were just the same — the same fire, the same crockery, the same polenta. My mother and I used to go in after the performance ; we used to sit down on a bench in front of a table. I had wept in the theatre, I had shrieked, raved and died of poison, or by the sword. The sound of...
Page 379 - Signore, per sora nostra matre terra la quale ne sustenta et governa et produce diversi fructi con coloriti fiori et herba. Laudato si', mi Signore, per quelli ke perdonano per lo tuo [amore et sostengo' infirmitate et tribulatione beati quelli kel sosterrano in pace ka da te, Altissimo, sirano incoronati. Laudato si', mi...
Page 12 - ... continual creation.' And when the poet had drawn on this woman, his Perdita, to live in ' a higher zone of life ' to suffer ' the transfigurations that it should please the Life Giver to work in her for the satisfaction of his own constant desire of poetry and beauty ' ... he brought, in her as he had in himself, ' the intimate marriage of art with life, and he thus found in his own substance a spring of perennial harmonies.
Page 106 - Although she was motionless, although she was silent, her well-known accents and her memorable gestures seemed to live about her, vibrating indefinitely, like melodies round the chords that repeat them, like its rimes round the closed book where love and pain go in search of them, to find comfort and intoxication.
Page 59 - ... the veil upon which life has painted the voluptuous images that give pleasure.' The speaker describes the beautiful city of art, his Venice, as a woman ' palpitating under a thousand girdles of green and the weight of her great jewels,' and her lover was the god of the young autumn. For, he says, ' the soul of Venice, the soul fashioned for the city beautiful by its great artists, is autumnal.
Page 77 - D'Annunzio was already among the last, but for most dreamers it is one thing to dream and another to act. He attracts with the triple force of character, of genius, and of idea ; and no stage manager could have provided him with a more dazzling series of backgrounds. This is not the place in which...
Page 52 - D'Annunzio, for example, in his Flame of Life makes his artist-hero think of 'the extraordinary moments in which his hand had written an immortal verse that had seemed to him not born of his brain, but dictated by an impetuous deity to which his unconscious organ had obeyed like a blind instrument.
Page 115 - Lasciatemi morire, Lasciatemi morire: E che volete voi che mi conforte In cosi dura sorte, In cosi gran martire? Lasciatemi morire. Coro. In van lingua mortale, In van porge conforto Dove infinito è il male. Arianna. O Teseo, o Teseo mio, Sì che mio ti vo' dir', che mio pnr sei, Benchè t
Page 29 - The bells of San Marco," says d'Annunzio in his latest book, " gave the signal for the Angelas, and their ponderous roll dilated in long waves along the mirror of the harbour, vibrated through the masts of the ships, spread afar towards the infinite lagoon. From San Giorgio Maggiore, from San Giorgio dei Greci, from San Giorgio Degli Schiavoni, from San Giovanni in Bragora, from San Moise, from the churches of the Salute and the Rendatore and beyond, over the whole domain of the Evangelist, from...
Page 19 - D'Annunzio scarcely seems to ask the question, not caring much, apparently, to come to any conclusion. " I must speak only of my soul under the veil of some seductive allegory," he says in "II Fuoco " ; and, on another page, wonders " why the poets of our day wax indignant at the vulgarity of their age and complain of having come into the world too early or too late. I believe that every man of intellect can, to-day as ever, create his own beautiful fable of life. We should both look into life's...