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Adventures Among Books, by Andrew Lang : chapter12

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La Motte said that the Marquis could have no connection with such fables; still, there was the skeleton. At the time I speak of, Dr. But the words proved unexpectedly easy to understand, full as they are of all nobility, all tenderness, all courage, courtesy, and romance. But we were not told what they meant, nor were we distressed by a sense that we had not passed through them. Shairp--in the society of the warden, Mr. No incident is more frequently celebrated in poetry and art, to which it lends such gracious opportunities. Probably many of the poems by Mr.

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Adventures Among Books, by Andrew Lang : chapter12

adventures among books lang andrew

Nolan, a great athlete, who died early. He reads about Waterloo, about fat Jos, about little George and the pony, about little Rawdon and the rat-hunt, and is happy and unharmed. This seems a queer idea for a small boy, but it must be confessed. King Valoroso, and Bulbo, and Angelica were even more delightful than Scrooge, and Tiny Tim, and Trotty Veck. I may not name the contributors, the flower of the young lions, elderly lions now, there is a new race. The contents of the vast majority of titles in the Classic Library have been scanned from the original works.

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Adventures Among Books, by Andrew Lang : chapter6

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The best part of the existence of a man of letters is his looking forward to it through the spectacles of Titmarsh. But the gods had not made us poetical. The hasty nocturnal flight of the Marquis from the Abbey is thus accounted for: he had probably been the victim of a terrific hallucination representing his murdered brother; whether it was veridical or merely subjective Mrs. For the only time in my life, I was now an editor, under a sub-editor, who kept me up to my work, and cut out my fine passages. There was no thought of rivalry or competition in either mind. In the long normally developed literature of France, so variously rich, we find the nearest analogy to the literature of Greece, though that of England contains greater masterpieces, and her verse falls more winningly on the ear. But, except one or two of the masters, the school were only playing at aesthetics, and laughing at their own performances.

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Adventures among Books by Andrew Lang

adventures among books lang andrew

I have read these chapters in an old French version derived through the Italian from a Latin translation of Thucydides. Matthew Arnold and many of Mr. The end, we learn, was peace, and beauty was reconciled to life. No play not poem of individual fortunes is so moving as this ruin of a people; no modern story can stir us, with all its eloquence, like the brief gravity of this ancient history. This lady was, in a literary sense, and though, like the sire of Evelina, he cast her off, the daughter of Horace Walpole. However, as literary critic Anita Silvey noted, 'The irony of Lang's life and work is that although he wrote for a profession.

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Adventures Among Books by Lang, Andrew, 1844

adventures among books lang andrew

But this was only a personal impression made on a mind which knew Darwin, and physical speculations in general, merely in the vague popular way. The cheerful acquiescence of Helen in destiny makes part of the comic element in La Belle Helene, but the mirth only arises out of the incongruity between Parisian ideas and those of ancient Greece. Lang believed that booklovers should read what they enjoy and care about, and reading his Adventures Among Books opens up new directions for readers to follow. He was, for example, almost optimistic in his estimate of the work of young people in art or literature. Probably we all have a period of admiring Carlyle almost exclusively. Yet it is odd that one remembers so little of one's undergraduate readings, apart from the constant study of the ancient classics, which might not be escaped.

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Adventures Among Books by Lang, Andrew, 1844

adventures among books lang andrew

The literary life is very like any other, in London, or is it that we do not see it aright, not having the eyes of genius? Most of us have gone through that, the Millevoye phase, but who else has shown such a wise and gay acceptance of the apparently inevitable? A language with such cruel superfluities as a middle voice and a dual; a language whose verbs were so fantastically irregular, looked like a barbaric survival, a mere plague and torment. I have read these chapters in an old French version derived through the Italian from a Latin translation of Thucydides. If you read him straight on, without a dictionary, you begin to learn a good many words. Leonard's Hall, in the University of St. Clough, who has many undergraduate qualities.

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This Hippolytus the Chaste, loved all in vain by the reigning Marchioness, is adored by, and adores, her stepdaughter, Julia. They read, they admired, they applauded, on occasion they mocked, good-humouredly. Matthew Arnold, a disciple of Sainte-Beuve, never could appreciate French poetry. Paris and Helen The first name in romance, the most ancient and the most enduring, is that of Argive Helen. We were now Empedocleans, now believers in Heraclitus, now in Socrates, now in Plato, now in Aristotle.

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Adventures Among Books by Andrew Lang

adventures among books lang andrew

The wonderful scent of the meadow air just above Iffley, on a hot May evening, and the gay colours of twenty boats along the shore, the poles all stretched out from the bank to set the boats clear, and the sonorous cries of 'ten seconds more,' all down from the green barge to the lasher. When did the Muse say good- bye? We cannot argue in such matters, where all depends on the taste and the ear. Brown was too fond of dogs to be very much attached to cats. It would be interesting, were it possible, to know what proportion of people really care for poetry, and how the love of poetry came to them, and grew in them, and where and when it stopped. The chamber in which she saw these visions was most vividly represented. I have never met them in this living world, though Brown, the celebrated reviewer, is familiar to me, and also Mr. On leaving school at seventeen I went to St.

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Adventures among Books by Andrew Lang

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Then came the naked Goddesses, to seek at the hand of the most beautiful of mortals the prize of beauty. He reads about Waterloo, about fat Jos, about little George and the pony, about little Rawdon and the rat-hunt, and is happy and unharmed. That villain, to be plain, had murdered his elder brother the skeleton of the Abbey , and had been anxious to murder, it was added, his own natural daughter — that is, Adeline! Radcliffe, in short, kept the Lamp of Romance burning much more steadily than the lamps which, in her novels, are always blown out, in the moment of excited apprehension, by the night wind walking in the dank corridors of haunted abbeys. It was worth while to be twelve years old, when the Christmas books were written by Dickens and Thackeray. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, greatly daring, has attempted to enter the lists, but he is a mere Ralph the Hospitaller. Here, on a band of ivory, was represented, among other scenes from the tale of Troy, Menelaus rushing, sword in hand, to slay Helen.

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Adventures Among Books by Andrew Lang

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It was a lost chance, and Fortune does not forgive. He lived in Rutland Street, near the railway station, by which Edinburgh is approached from the west, and close to Princes Street, the chief street of the town, separated by a green valley, once a loch, from the high Castle Rock. There are many pupils who can best be taught in this way; but, for one, if there be aught that is desirable in a book, I then, as now, preferred, if I could, to go to the book for it. The Marchese Vivaldi only adopts the ordinary paternal measures; the Marchesa, and her confessor the dark-souled Schedoni, go farther — as far as assassination. Here may end the desultory tale of a desultory bookish boyhood.

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