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⇒ Cover ⇒ Preface ⇒ Introduction ⇒ The visit ⇒ Weymouth map c.1930 ⇒ Portland map c.1930 ⇒ Works quoted ⇒ Postface |
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A visit to Weymouth with John Cowper Powys [ ⇒ continue... ] |
These walls, or these half-open windows, through which the yellow sun or the dark night appears, are the fringes, edges, margins of an unfathomable universe, on the brink of which we stand, while our soul grapples with the Unknown. |
GREYNESS |
It now struck Gaul that in the greyness of those two expanses of un-solid matter, visible from his window, a greyness so neutral and unassuming as to hover on the edge of nonentity, there dwelt the essential mystery of beauty. For what was beauty if not a manifestation in the midst of objective reality of something half-created and half-discovered by the craving of our human organism? "If I don't feel a melting ecstasy at this moment," he said to himself, "from that horizon-line between sky and sea, it is only that this damned thing that's got stuck between my teeth is so bothering that I can't give myself up. I like this sort of day particularly. Why is it that the line between sea and sky—just a regular, natural line, not perfectly straight, nor curved, nor wavy, but with its own peculiar identity, the sea-line, the meeting-line—should give a human animal, an animated skeleton, such a curious thrill?" |
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