This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1900 edition. Excerpt: ...'(Writ after.) Have you heard of Rom ney Leigh, Beyond what's said of him in newspapers, His phalansteries there, his ...
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1900 edition. Excerpt: ...'(Writ after.) Have you heard of Rom ney Leigh, Beyond what's said of him in newspapers, His phalansteries there, his speeches here, His pamphlets, pleas, and statements, everywhere? Icxj He dropped me long ago, but no one drops A golden apple--though indeed one day You hinted that, but jested. Well, at least You know Lord Howe who sees him... whom he sees And you see and I hate to see, --for Howe Stands high upon the brink of theories, Ohserves the swimmers and cries "Very fine," But keeps dry linen equally, --unlike That gallant breaster, Romney. Strange it is, Such sudden madness seizing a young man To make earth over again, --while I 'm content m To make the pictures. Let me unng the sketch. A tiptoe Danae, overbold and hot, Both arms aflame to meet her wishing Jove Halfway, and burn him faster down; the face And breasts upturned and straining, the loose locks All glowing with the anticipated gold. Or here's another on the self-same theme. She lies here--flat upon her prison-floor, The long hair swathed about her to the heel Like wet seaweed. You dimly see her through 130 The glittering haze of that prodigious rain, Half blotted out of nature by a love As heavy as fate. I'll bring you either sketch. I think, myself, the second indicates More passion.' Surely. Self is put away, And calm with abdication. She is Jove, And no more Danae--greater thus. Perr baps The painter symbolizes unaware Two states of the recipient artist-soul, One, forward, personal, wanting reverence, Because aspiring only. We'll be calm, 141 And know that, when indeed our Joves come down, We all turn stiller than we have ever been. Kind Vincent Carrington. I 'll let him come. He talks of Florence, --and may say a word Of something as it chanced seven years...
Good. Connecting readers with great books since 1972. Used books may not include companion materials, some shelf wear, may contain highlighting/notes, and may not include cd-rom or access codes. Customer service is our top priority!
Alibris, the Alibris logo, and Alibris.com are registered trademarks of Alibris, Inc.
Copyright in bibliographic data and cover images is held by Nielsen Book Services Limited, Baker & Taylor, Inc., or by their respective licensors, or by the publishers, or by their respective licensors. For personal use only. All rights reserved. All rights in images of books or other publications are reserved by the original copyright holders.