The Writings of Lafcadio Hearn, 16. ciltHoughton Mifflin, 1922 |
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Sayfa 339 - THE night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one; Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done.
Sayfa 112 - We'll tak a cup o' kindness yet For auld lang syne. We twa hae run about the braes, And pu'd the gowans fine ; But we've wander'd mony a weary foot Sin
Sayfa 338 - AIRLY BEACON. Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon ; O the pleasant sight to see Shires and towns from Airly Beacon, While my love climbed up to me ! Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon ; O the happy hours we lay Deep in fern on Airly Beacon, Courting through the summer's day ! Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon ; O the weary haunt for me, All alone on Airly Beacon With his baby on my knee ! A BOAT-SONG.
Sayfa 338 - Beacon, Airly Beacon ; Oh the pleasant sight to see Shires and towns from Airly Beacon, While my love climbed up to me ! Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon ; Oh the happy hours we lay Deep in fern on Airly Beacon, Courting through the summer's day ! Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon ; Oh the weary haunt for me, All alone on Airly Beacon, With his baby on my knee ! A FAREWELL.
Sayfa 290 - The voyage was pleasant enough; but I prefer the dangerous little Japanese steamers where you can squat down on deck in a yukata and smoke a little brass pipe, and become agreeably acquainted with everybody. The NYK is a chapter in the modernization of Japan which I am tired of seeing. Professor Chamberlain spoke to me about the variability of one's feelings toward Japan being like the oscillation of a pendulum: one day swinging toward pessimism and the next to optimism. I have this feeling very...
Sayfa 188 - To-day I spent an hour in reading over part of the notes taken on my first arrival, and during the first six months of 1890. Result, I asked myself: " How came you to go mad? — absolutely mad? " It was the same kind of madness as the first love of a boy. I find I described horrible places as gardens of paradise, and horrid people as angels and divinities. How happy I must have been without knowing it! There are all my illusions facing me, — on faded yellow paper. I feel my face tingle as I study...
Sayfa 28 - ... Speed down dusk aisles on shining feet. She throws a kiss and bids me run, In whispers sweet as roses' breath; I know I cannot win the race, And at the end, I know, is death. But joyfully I bare my limbs, Anoint me with the tropic breeze, And feel through every sinew run The vigour of Hippomenes.
Sayfa 187 - I am both Good and Evil — the deed, and the deed's intent — Temptation, victim, sinner, crime, pardon and punishment; — I am what was, is, will be — creation's ascent and fall — The link, the chain of existence — beginning and end of all!
Sayfa 89 - Whence the broad moon rose circling into sight ; They heard the waves splash, and the wind so lOw, And saw each other's dark eyes darting light Into each other— and, beholding this, Their lips drew near, and clung into a kiss...
Sayfa 91 - Multiple, that has appeared but once in the order of the Cosmos, and never can appear again. But that is only the barest definition. Why is she beautiful? Because in the struggles of unknown millions of years between the tendency to beauty and the tendency to ugliness, — the beautiful triumphed over unspeakable obstacles and won. Why is she good and sweet and lovable? Because by the sacrifices, and the love, and the sense of goodness acquired by countless millions of mothers...