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A visit to Weymouth with John Cowper Powys [ ⇒ continue... ]
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Thus it comes about that the thought which plunges into the universe must of necessity, even in that very act, re-mould and re-fashion the universe.
(The Complex Vision)
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THE LEDGE
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At last they came to a place where half-a-century ago there had been a land-slide. The result of this had been that about six feet below the top of the cliff there was a broad, level ledge along the brink of which grew several sturdy bushes forming a natural but quite effective barrier against the precipice. But this was not all. There had been brought down by this land-slide, which must have occurred in one terrific subsidence a large and very curiously shaped stone composed of the same oolite as the rest of the island but looking as if some early race of men with prehistoric tools had at one time worked upon it. Beyond the ledge where crouched this singular stone, Perdita as she lifted her eyes, saw the whole level expanse of the West Bay, stretching off towards Cornwall and the Atlantic.
The late afternoon sun, from a western sky that looked as if it were made of one piece of unbroken gold-leaf, drew a motionless golden path across the dark-blue water, producing a curious effect of elemental opacity, and also, in the emphasis upon blue and gold an effect of some ritualistic selection.
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