Monthly Archives: March 2007

Three Shadows

I looked and saw your eyes In the shadow of your hair, As a traveller sees the stream In the shadow of the wood; And I said, “My faint heart sighs, Ah me! to linger there, To drink deep and … Continue reading

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Hope

And yet our lot is given us in a land Where busy arts are never at a stand; Where science points her telescopic eye, Familiar with the wonders of the sky; Where bold inquiry, diving out of sight, Brings many … Continue reading

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In Praise of Angling

Here are no entrapping baits To hasten to too hasty fates; Unless it be The fond credulity Of silly fish, which (worldling like) still look Upon the bait, but never on the hook; Nor envy, ‘less among The birds, for … Continue reading

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A Florida Ghost

Down mildest shores of milk-white sand, By cape and fair Floridian bay, Twixt billowy pines — a surf asleep on land — And the great Gulf at play, Past far-off palms that filmed to nought, Or in and out the … Continue reading

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The Sphinx

His long hair was nine cubits’ span and coloured like that yellow gem Which hidden in their garment’s hem the merchants bring from Kurdistan. His face was as the must that lies upon a vat of new-made wine: The seas … Continue reading

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The Australian Bell-Bird

I took the left, and for some cause unknown Full fraught of hope and joy the way pursued, Yet chose strong reasons speeding up alone To fortify me ‘gainst a shock more rude. E’en so the diver carrieth down a … Continue reading

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The Wings of the Dove

The thought was all his own, and his intimate companion was the last person he might have shared it with. He kept it back like a favourite pang; left it behind him, so to say, when he went out, but … Continue reading

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Little Women

“‘Bosun’s mate, take a bight of the flying-jib sheet, and start this villain if he doesn’t confess his sins double quick,’ said the British captain. The Portuguese held his tongue like a brick, and walked the plank, while the jolly … Continue reading

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A Tragedy of Error

“The pearls in that watch are costly because it’s worth a man’s life to get at them. You want me to be your pearl diver. Be it so. You must guarantee me a safe descent …” Henry James, ‘A Tragedy … Continue reading

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Yétima

Many sailors have spoken to me of the famous pearl known by the name of Yétima (orphan), because it has not its like in the world. These are the details of its history as they have been told to me. … Continue reading

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