Out of the East: Reveries and Studies in New Japan
In 1889 Westerner PATRICK LAFCADIO HEARN (1850-1904)-bohemian, newspaper writer, restless traveler-arrived in Japan on a journalistic assignment, and he fell so in love with the nation and its people that he never left. This 1910 collection of essays Hearn, in his inimitable warmly intimate style, shares languid Japanese fairy tales, introduces us to his university students and their delightful writings on childhood, explores the Asian delicacy toward love and romance even in literature, and much more. Elegant and fascinating, Hearn's outsider's look at what was then and remains in many ways today a culture alien to Western minds is a classic of travel journalism and cultural study. _____________________________ ALSO FROM COSIMO Hearn's Kokoro: Hints and Echoes of Japanese Inner Life, Japan: An Attempt at Interpretation, and Glimpses of Unfamiliar Japan
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Page 25 - I remember, too, that the days were ever so much longer than these days — and that every day there were new wonders and new pleasures for me. And all that country and time were softly ruled by One who thought only of ways to make me happy.
Page 15 - Since you wish to go, of course you must go. I fear your going very much; I fear we shall never see each other again. But I will give you a little box to take with you. It will help you to come back to me if you will do what I tell you. Do not open it. Above all things, do not open it — no matter what may happen! Because, if you open it, you will never be able to come back, and you will never see me again." Then she gave him a little lacquered box tied about with a silken cord. [And that box can...
Page 25 - When day was done, and there fell the great hush of the night before moonrise, she would tell me stories that made me tingle from head to foot with pleasure. I have never heard any other stories half so beautiful. And when the pleasure became too great, she would sing a weird little song which always brought sleep. At last there came a parting day; and she wept, and told me of a charm she had given that I must never, never lose, because it would keep me young, and give me power to return.