Algernon Blackwood

Algernon Blackwood

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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood The Memory of Beauty (1918)

Leading her by the hair towards the house, his G.H.O., he saw the evening star “simply shining like anything” in the pale glow of the western sky. But in the hall, when reached, the butler’s long wax taper, as he slowly lit the big candles, threw a gleam upon his prisoner’s laughing face, and it was, he saw, his sister’s face.
He opened his eyes again and saw the point of light against the purple curtain that hung above the world. It twinkled. The wonder and the thrill coursed through his heart again, but this time another thing had come to join them, and was rising to his brain.
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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood The Memory of Beauty (1918)

It lay now full-blown upon the earth and heavens. Towards the sky he turned his eyes. The change, whose first delicate advent he had noticed, sat now enthroned above the world. The tops of trees were level with his windowsill, and below lay the countless distant streets, not slumbering, he felt surely, but gazing upwards with him into this deep sea of blackness that had purple for its lining and wore ten thousand candles blazing in midair.
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Portrait of Algernon Blackwood Algernon Blackwood The Memory of Beauty (1918)

From the sky, at any rate, it first stole downwards; and it was his extreme sensitiveness which made him realise next that it came from a particular quarter of the sky: In the eastern heavens it had its origin. He was sure of this; and the thrill of wonder, faint but marvellously sweet, stirred through his expectant being. He waited and watched in silence for a long time. Since Mary showed no interest, he must enjoy it alone.
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