Key Quotes in Lamia Part Two Flashcards
‘Had Lycius…’
‘Had Lycius liv’d’
‘side by side…’
‘side by side they were enthroned’
‘deafening the…’
‘deafening the swallow’s twitter, came a thrill of trumpets’
‘Lycius started-…’
‘Lycius started- the sounds fled, But left a thought, a buzzing in his head.’
‘For the first…’
‘For the first time, since first he harbour’d in that purple-lined palace of sweet sin.’
‘His spirit…’
‘His spirit pass’d beyond its golden bourn into the noisy world almost forsworn.’
‘he mused beyond…’
‘he mused beyond he, knowing well that but a moment’s thought is passion’s passing bell.’
‘My silver…’
‘My silver planet, both of eve and morn!’
‘How to entangle…’
‘How to entangle, trammel up and snare your soul in mine, and labyrinth you there like the hid scent in an unbudded rose?’
‘prize’, ‘triumph’, ‘majestical’, ‘rejoice’
‘the lady’s cheek…’
‘the lady’s cheek trembled’
‘she nothing said…’
‘she nothing said, but, pale and meek, arose and knelt before him’
‘His passion,…’
‘His passion, cruel grown’
‘in one whose brow…’
‘in one whose brow had no dark veins to swell’
‘She burnt, she…’
‘she burnt, she lov’d the tyranny, And, all subdued, consented to the hour’
‘My presence…’
‘My presence in wide Corinth hardly known: my parents’ bones are in their dusty urns’
‘With any pleasure…’
‘with any pleasure on me, do not bid Old Apollonius - from him keep me hid.’
‘but this fair…’
‘but this fair unknown had not a friend.’
‘(Lycius was…’
‘(Lycius was gone to summon all his kin)’
‘she could never…’
‘she could never win his foolish heart from its mad pompousness’
‘she set herself…’
‘she set herself, high-thoughted, how to dress the misery in fit magnificence’
‘the glowing banquet…’
‘the glowing banquet-room shone with wide-arched grace’
‘a haunting…’
‘a haunting music’
‘fearful the whole..’
‘fearful the whole charm might fade.’
‘fresh carved cedar…’
‘fresh carved cedar, mimicking a glade’
‘Lamia, regal drest…’
‘Lamia, regal drest, silently paced about’
‘in pale…’
‘in pale contented sort of discontent’
‘the fretted…’
‘the fretted splendour of each nook and niche’
‘she faded at…’
‘she faded at self-will’
‘ready for the revels rude…’
‘ready for the revels rude, when dreadful guests would come to spoil her solitude.’
‘O senseless Lycius!…’
‘O senseless Lycius! Madman!’
‘the herd…’
‘the herd approch’d; each guest, with busy brain’
‘his young…’
‘his young disciple’
‘Lycius blush’d’
‘with reconciling words…’
‘with reconciling words and courteous mien turning into sweet milk the sophist’s spleen’
‘of wealthy…’
‘Of wealthy lustre was the banquet-room’
‘soft went the…’
‘soft went the music the soft air along’
‘when the happy…’
‘when the happy vintage touch’d their brains, louder they talk’
‘the wine has done…’
‘the wine has done its rosy deed, and every soul from human trammels freed’
‘by her glad Lycius…’
‘By her glad Lycius sitting, in chief place, scarce saw in all the room another face’
‘the bald-head philosopher…’
‘the bald-head philosopher had fix’d his eye, without a twinkle or stir full on the alarmed beauty of the bride’
‘brow-beating her fair…’
‘brow-beating her fair form, and troubling her sweet pride’
‘Lycius then press’d…’
‘Lycius then press’d her hand, with devout touch, as pale it lay upon the rosy couch’
‘Twas icy, and the cold…’
‘Twas icy, and the cold ran through his veins;’
‘Then sudden it grew hot…’
‘Then sudden it grew hot, and all the pains of an unnatural heat shot to his heart.’
‘Poor Lamia’
‘lovelorn…’
‘lovelorn piteous appeal’
‘More, more he gaz’d…’
‘More, more he gaz’d: his human senses reel: some hungry spell that loveliness absorbs: there was no recognition in those orbs’
’ “Lamia!” he cried…’
’ “Lamia!” he cried - and no soft-toned reply’
‘the stately music…’
‘the stately music no more breathes; the myrtle sicken’d in a thousand wreaths.’
’ “Lamia!” he shriek’d…’
’ “Lamia!” he shriek’d; and nothing but the shriek with its sad echo did the silence break’
‘Lamia, no longer fair…’
‘Lamia, no longer fair, there sat a deadly white.’
‘Shut, shut those juggling…’
‘Shut, shut those juggling eyes, thou ruthless man!’
‘proud-heart sophistries…’
‘proud-heart sophistries, unlawful magic, and enticing lies.’
’ “his demon eyes!…’
’ “his demon eyes! Corinthians, see! my sweet bride withers at their potency” ‘
‘he sank…’
‘he sank supine beside the aching ghost’
‘Then Lamia breath’d…’
‘Then Lamia breath’d death breath; the sophist’s eye, like a sharp spear, went through her utterly’
‘with a frightful…’
‘with a frightful scream she vanished: And Lycius’ arms were empty of delight, as were his limbs of life, from that same night’
‘On the high couch he lay!- …’
‘On the high couch he lay!- his friends came round- supported him- no pulse, or breath they found, and, in its marriage robe, the heavy body wound.’
‘In it’s marriage…’
‘In it’s marriage robe, the heavy body wound’
