Who is Arthur Symons
Symons in 1906 Arthur William Symons (28 February 1865 – 22 January 1945), was a British poet, critic and magazine editor.
Life Born in Milford Haven, Wales, to Cornish parents, Symons was educated privately, spending much of his time in France and Italy. In 1884–1886 he edited four of Bernard Quaritch's Shakespeare Quarto Facsimiles, and in 1888–1889 seven plays of the "Henry Irving" Shakespeare. He became a member of the staf...
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Arthur Symons Poems
- Mauve, Black, And Rose
Mauve, black, and rose,
The veils of the jewel, and she, the jewel, a rose.
First, the pallor of mauve, ... - Nora On The Pavement
As Nora on the pavement
Dances, and she entrances the grey hour
Into the laughing circle of her power,
The magic circle of her glances, ... - Laus Virginitatis
The mirror of men's eyes delights me less,
O mirror, than the friend I find in thee;
Thou lovest, as I love, my loveliness,
Thou givest my beauty back to me. ... - To A Dancer
Intoxicatingly
Her eyes across the footlights gleam,
(The wine of love, the wine of dream)
Her eyes, that gleam for me! ... - Opals
My soul is like this cloudy, flaming opal ring.
The fields of earth are in it, green and glimmering,
The waves of the blue sky, night's purple flower of noon,
The vanishing cold scintillations of the moon, ...
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Comments about Arthur Symons
- Zeest_haq: as a perfume doth remain in the folds where it hath lain, so the thought of you, remaining deeply folded in my brain, will not leave me; all things leave me- you remain.. -arthur symons
- Drmarkdoyle: a small pleasure we're denied in this zoom-zoom age is that of slicing through uncut pages in books and keeping a sharp knife handy for the purpose. this is cities and sea-coasts and islands by arthur symons (1919) and sadly not all of the pages are like this.
- Foxy_ronald: a voice is in my ear, and is the voice my own? the words i say fall strangely, like a dream, across the day; and the dim sunshine is a dream. how clear, new as the world to lovers’ eyes, appear the men and women passing on their way! (arthur symons, "the absinthe-drinker")
- Eagle_aerial: “vaguely conscious of that great suspense in which we live, we find our escape from its sterile, annihilating reality in many dreams, in religion, passion, art.” ― arthur symons, the symbolist movement in literature canon eos r5, rf 70-200 at 200mm 1/200 sec at f/2.8, iso 800
- Rwikiquote: all art is a form of artifice.for in art there can be no prejudices. -arthur symons
