Development: A NovelA loosely fictionalized autobiographical novel which takes Nancy--Bryher's fictional self--from her earliest conscious memories at the age of three or so to her first visit to the Scilly Isles around the age of 17. |
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... richness , the scent of slumbering grass . " " Sunset carved the eastern islands out of grape- blue darkness with a gold knife . " She speaks of waves as dented blue or curved racing green " ; says of the Scillies that " untouched by ...
... richness , the scent of slumbering grass . " " Sunset carved the eastern islands out of grape- blue darkness with a gold knife . " She speaks of waves as dented blue or curved racing green " ; says of the Scillies that " untouched by ...
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... richness . Mark's contrasted with Milan , that colder city , seen on the way home . Child - like , it was neither the pictures nor the quaint drawings , the moulded lions nor the gondolas with their long clumsy oars , that attracted ...
... richness . Mark's contrasted with Milan , that colder city , seen on the way home . Child - like , it was neither the pictures nor the quaint drawings , the moulded lions nor the gondolas with their long clumsy oars , that attracted ...
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... revelation of the power of literature , of her own power and desire of a richness that could never be satisfied , a new world , or an older one understood at last . She ness . read of Greek children , of their games , their 18 DEVELOPMENT.
... revelation of the power of literature , of her own power and desire of a richness that could never be satisfied , a new world , or an older one understood at last . She ness . read of Greek children , of their games , their 18 DEVELOPMENT.
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... richness in the word mercenaries which appealed to her imagination as she watched in thought Numidian cavalry , wrapt in lion skins and quick as a southern lizard ; that primitive artillery , the Iberian slingers ; the carved shields of ...
... richness in the word mercenaries which appealed to her imagination as she watched in thought Numidian cavalry , wrapt in lion skins and quick as a southern lizard ; that primitive artillery , the Iberian slingers ; the carved shields of ...
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... richness that linked Cairo to the days when the scimitar of a Saracen held dominion from Bagdad to Cordoba , nor the sense of age which placed even modern Luxor back in the beginning of history ; but adventure , rides into a desert ...
... richness that linked Cairo to the days when the scimitar of a Saracen held dominion from Bagdad to Cordoba , nor the sense of age which placed even modern Luxor back in the beginning of history ; but adventure , rides into a desert ...
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actual adventure Agathokles AGE OF DISCOVERY almond antiquity Arab artist basset hound beauty blue Bouvard et Pécuchet breathed Carthage Carthaginian CHAPTER child childhood colour Crete dark date palms desire desolate Doreen Downwood dream dull eager echoed verse Egypt Elizabethans epic expression eyes feel felt flower freedom French gold Hannibal head girl heart heavy hills hope Iliad imagination immortality islands knew Knossos knowledge land light lived loveliness Luxor temple mind Miss Sampson mistress morning Nancy looked Nancy stared Nancy turned Nancy's never night paint passed petals picture poem poet poetry realised reality rhythm richness ride rose rough ruins sailor sand scarlet seemed ships Sicily silence sleep South spirit strange Swiss Family Robinson Sylvia thought touch truth uncon Verhaeren vers libre verse vivid walked wasted watch waves wild wind window wonderful words
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Page 108 - Hence, all you vain delights, As short as are the nights, Wherein you spend your folly : There's nought in this life sweet If man were wise to see't, But only melancholy, O sweetest Melancholy...
Page 53 - Give me my robe, put on my crown ; I have Immortal longings in me : Now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip: — Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. — Methinks, I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of...
Page 54 - Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have Immortal longings in me; now no more The juice of Egypt's grape shall moist this lip. Yare, yare, good Iras; quick. Methinks I hear Antony call; I see him rouse himself To praise my noble act; I hear him mock The luck of Caesar, which the gods give men To excuse their after wrath: husband, I come: Now to that name my courage prove my title! I am fire, and air; my other elements I give to baser life.
Page 109 - I sit by and sing, Or gather rushes, to make many a ring For thy long fingers; tell thee tales of love; How the pale Phoebe, hunting in a grove, First saw the boy Endymion, from whose eyes She took eternal fire that never dies ; How she...
Page 99 - Alas, my lord, my life is not a thing Worthy your noble thoughts ! 'tis not a life, 'Tis but a piece of childhood thrown away.
Page 122 - But beauty is set apart, beauty is cast by the sea, a barren rock, beauty is set about with wrecks of ships, upon our coast, death keeps the shallows - death waits clutching toward us from the deeps. Beauty is set apart; the winds that slash its beach, swirl the coarse sand upward toward the rocks. Beauty is set apart from the islands and from Greece.
Page 59 - She would labour to make it perfect, to make it beautiful, till it became the very epic of the South, till all could read in one volume the knowledge she was seeking in books, in fragments, in pictures, in stones, in the whole of the land itself. At this time a historian usurped, to her, the place that excavators and Egyptologists formerly had held. It seemed a way to keep, to touch the immortality of a greatness...
Page 5 - ... texture of an imaginary dream. Hail and spray rapidly beat a sense of salt reality into her thought till, exultant with discovery that wildness was yet alive and might be hers, she hurried joyously along the beach to be lifted up to see the men in cork belts and sou'westers ready to begin their voyage. A parting of the waves, a vivid shout, and the lifeboat slid into the water, vanishing in the hollows, or flung, a struggling fish, upright against a roll of wave. Gusts of wind caught Nancy as...
Page 171 - ... Masters, A Fair Quarrel, Eastward Ho, was to step back three centuries and actually enter the Elizabethan world. The side of her nature which resented the impossibilities of Fletcher, however beautiful the poetry, was not disquieted with Moll, the Roaring Girl. It was indeed a mad world she read of, curious mingling of a very ferocity of strength with the *"' light-colour summer stuff " out of which Euphues, Campaspe, and Rosalynde were fashioned.
Page 163 - ... thoroughly an element of her mind that it was only by accident she discovered, at fifteen, they were printed symbols to the multitude, and to speak of them as gold or crimson merely provoked derision. It was not until nine years later that she found she was simply a colour hearer and that, while it was not common to every one, as she had at first imagined, it was not confined to the few, but was, in one form or another, fairly prevalent.