Soliloquy of the Spanish Cloister Flashcards
First line…
Gr-r-r–there go, my heart’s abhorrence!
Flower pots…
Water your damned flower-pots, do!
Blood and killing…
If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, // God’s blood, would not mine kill you!
Hell’s heat…
Hell dry you up with its flames!
Dinner time chat…
I must hear // Wise talk of the kind of weather, // Sort of season, time of year:
Latin…
What’s the Latin name for “parsley”?
Lily…
(He-he! There his lily snaps!)
BD and Sanchicha…
While Brown Dolores // Squats outside the Convent bank, // With Sanchicha, telling stories,
Their hair…
Steeping tresses in the tank, // Blue-black, lustrous, thick like horsehairs,
Cutlery etiquette
Knife and fork he never lays // Cross-wise, to my recollection, // As do I, in Jesu’s praise.
29…
Twenty-nine district damnations,
To hell…
Spin him round and send him flying // Off to hell,
Corrupt book…
Or, my scrofulous French novel
Description of book…
On grey paper with blunt type!
16…
At the woeful sixteenth print,