“ Cyril loved one cavalier, painted on a fiery charger, an impossible beast, all tail and eyes and nostril. The boy was happy staring at the picture, patting at the great frame. "Cyrrie's man," he would say. "Cyrrie's man." "Oh, Cyril's man—all Cyril's men," Denise flashed out furiously. "No men for Cecil." "Cecil not care for Cyril's man, mummie," the child's eyes looked wistfully at Denise. "He never look up yet." "Oh, they'll all be yours—gloat over it!" snapped Denise. "Take your friend on, Mrs Stanson; show her the picture of Lady Mary Blakeney—the one by Lely. Yes, all yours!" ”
Cyril
Definition and stakes
Cyril emerges in literature as a multifaceted figure, embodying roles ranging from devoted companion to spiritual guide. Authors such as Sydney C. Grier depict him as a politically involved statesman, maneuvering through personal and public challenges, while Peer’s The Oyster presents him as a beloved, almost legendary presence in a child’s imagination.
Charles Kingsley portrays Cyril as a religious figure, charged with providing ethical direction, and Compton MacKenzie views him as a fragile individual prone to outside influence. These diverse depictions highlight Cyril’s flexibility as a literary archetype, encapsulating themes of devotion, aspiration, and moral intricacy across genres and time periods.
Quotes about “Cyril”
Sydney C. Grier, A Crowned Queen: The Romance of a Minister of State
“ She might overlook the past, but she was not likely to forget it. “You have removed my chief anxiety, Mortimer,” said the dying King, grasping Cyril’s hand feebly. “I know now that you will watch over my boy and advise his mother, and that so far as it is in your power, you will be his friend as you have been mine.” “I will,” said Cyril. “I will thank you with my dying breath,” said the King, with fresh vigour. “You have outdone to-day all your previous kindness to me. Faithful friend that you have been, I can never reward you—all that I can do is to load you with fresh burdens. ”
Charles Kingsley,
Hypatia — or New Foes with an Old Face
“ Thou shalt go. Here are letters to Cyril the patriarch. He will love thee for my sake: and for thine own sake, too, I trust. Thou goest of our free will as well as thine own. The abbot and I have watched thee long, knowing that the Lord bad need of such as thee elsewhere. We did but prove thee, to see by thy readiness to obey, whether thou wert fit to rule. Go, and God be with thee. Covet no man’s gold or silver. Neither eat flesh nor drink wine, but live as thou hast lived—a Nazarite of the Lord. Fear not the face of man; but look not on the face of woman. ”
