--In this bad, twisted,... «Aurora Leigh»
innashpitzberg21 мая 2013--In this bad, twisted, topsy-turvy world Where all the heaviest wrongs get uppermost-- In this uneven, unfostering England here, Where ledger-strokes and sword-strokes count indeed, But soul-strokes merely tell upon the flesh They strike from--it is hard to stand for art, Unless some golden tripod from the sea Be fished up, by Apollo's divine chance, To throne such feet as yours, my prophetess, At Delphi. Think--the god comes down as fierce As twenty bloodhounds, shakes you, strangles you, Until the oracular shriek shall ooze in froth! At best 'tis not all ease--at worst too hard: A place to stand on is a 'vantage gained, And here's your tripod. To be plain, dear friend, You're poor, except in what you richly give; You labour for your own bread painfully, Or ere you pour our wine. For art's sake, pause.'
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