Iolaus: An Anthology of FriendshipEdward Carpenter Cosimo, Inc., 1 груд. 2005 р. - 248 стор. "If any one should importune me to give a reason why I loved him [Stephen de la Bo tie] I feel it could no otherwise be expressed than by making answer, 'Because it was he; because it was I.'"-from "Montaigne on Friendship"Socialist advocate, progressive educator, and amateur mystic, Edward Carpenter is perhaps best remembered today for his conflicted homosexuality, and his name remains a rallying point of gay communities in Britain. This circumspect 1902 work draws on and quotes from a panoply of impressive sources, from the Iliad and Tacitus's military commentary to Saint Augustine and Herman Melville's account of his 1841-5 journey through the Pacific Islands, to explore the idea of "friendship"-that is, male homosexuality-in cultures around the planet and throughout history. This lovely book is a poignant reminder of a more cautious time.British activist and writer EDWARD CARPENTER (1844-1929) produced books and pamphlets on a wide variety of subjects; his works include Prisons, Police, and Punishment (1905) and The Religious Influence of Art (1870). He is best known for his epic poem cycle, Towards Democracy (1883). |
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Сторінка 140 - A woman's face with Nature's own hand painted Hast thou, the master-mistress of my passion ; A woman's gentle heart, but not acquainted With shifting change, as is false women's fashion ; An eye more bright than theirs, less false in rolling, Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth ; A man in hue, all ' hues ' in his controlling, Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth.
Сторінка 141 - Gilding the object whereupon it gazeth; A man in hue, all "hues" in his controlling, Which steals men's eyes and women's souls amazeth. And for a woman wert thou first created, Till Nature as she wrought thee fell a-doting And by addition me of thee defeated, By adding one thing to my purpose nothing. But since she prick'd thee out for women's pleasure, Mine be thy love, and thy love's use their treasure.
Сторінка 138 - The parable of Pythagoras is dark, but true : Cor ne edito, "Eat not the heart." Certainly, if a man would give it a hard phrase, those that want friends to open themselves unto are cannibals of their own hearts.
Сторінка 140 - Shall I compare thee to a summer's day ? Thou art more lovely and more temperate: Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May, And summer's lease hath all too short a date: Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines, And often is his gold complexion dimm'd...
Сторінка 182 - I HEAR it was charged against me that I sought to destroy institutions, But really I am neither for nor against institutions, • (What indeed have I in common with them ? or what with the destruction of them ?) Only I will establish in the Mannahatta and in every city of these States inland and seaboard, And in the fields and woods, and above every keel little or large that dents the water, 563 Without edifices or rules or trustees or any argument, The institution of the dear love of comrades.
Сторінка 140 - But thy eternal summer shall not fade Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest; Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade, When in eternal lines to time thou growest: So long as men can breathe or eyes can see, So long lives this and this gives life to thee.
Сторінка 141 - Such seems your beauty still. Three winters cold Have from the forests shook three summers' pride, Three beauteous springs to yellow autumn turn'd In process of the seasons have I seen,.
Сторінка 172 - tis something; we may stand Where he in English earth is laid, And from his ashes may be made The violet of his native land.
Сторінка 8 - Saul, that the soul of Jonathan was knit with the soul of David, and Jonathan loved him as his own soul.