Comments about Arthur Symons

Click to write a comment about Arthur Symons

RichmondLibs: Today’s Richmond Read-along comes from Arthur Symons, a poet associated with the Symbolist and Decadent movements. "I have loved colours, and not flowers; Their motion, not the swallows wings; And wasted more than half my hours Without the comradeship of things…"

jnb2019: The soul of London : a survey of a modern city / Ford Madox Hueffer [著]. London : a book of aspects / Arthur Symons [著]. Tokyo : Athena Press, 2019.

MarionThain: Review of the brilliant: Elisa Bizzotto and Stefano Evangelista, eds, <i>Arthur Symons: Poet, Critic, Vagabond</i> | Comparative Critical Studies

ldkkei: The sea tells us that everything is changing and that nothing ever changes, that tides go out and return, that all existence is a rhythm, only hastens or holds it back for a moment. ~ Arthur Symons

antiquebooksden: FROM TOULOUSE-LATREC TO RODIN, WITH SOME PERSONAL IMPRESSIONS by ARTHUR SYMONS

UMajesto: It Is In Their Eyes That Their Magic Resides. - Arthur Symons

mwgerard: Vintage Post ~ POEM – April 9 April Midnight By ARTHUR SYMONS Side by side through the streets at midnight, Roaming together, Through the tumultuous night of London, In

JosephBottum: From This Side of Paradise: "He read enormously every night—Shaw, Chesterton, Barrie, Pinero, Yeats, Synge, Ernest Dowson, Arthur Symons, Keats, Sudermann, Robert Hugh Benson, the Savoy Operas—just a heterogeneous mixture." /2

awilliams_a: Good morning all! As perfume doth remain In the folds where I hath lain.... ~ Arthur Symons ~ FRIDAY.

Haniiasherif: “A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.” — Arthur Symons

SBeep_: Design Credits: A Knight's Tale: Caroline Harris Snow White: Colleen Atwood King Arthur (2017): Annie Symons HP: Jany Temime, Judianna Makovsky GoT: Michele Clapton, April Ferry

WCzapa: The ideal of lyric poetry is to be this passive, flawless medium for the deeper consciousness of things, the mysterious voice ... out of which we have come, and into which we shall return. It is not without reason that we cannot analyse a perfect lyric. Arthur Symons

MoonRavenMagic: “Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders.” — Arthur Symons

Anousch: Night, a more perfect day. - Arthur Symons

MoonRavenMagic: “Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders.” — Arthur Symons

MoonRavenMagic: “Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders.” — Arthur Symons

MoonRavenMagic: “Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders.” — Arthur Symons

MoonRavenMagic: “Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders.” — Arthur Symons

PinkyLegume: Marked as to-read: The Symbolist Movement in Literature by Arthur Symons

MoonRavenMagic: "Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders." Arthur Symons

MoonRavenMagic: "Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders." Arthur Symons

RunjivJ: A realist,inVenice,would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him. Arthur Symons. The gentle bobbing of the Gondolas on the tiny waves from the wake of passing motorboats and the soft sound of the waters of the Grand Canal lapping at the boat side m…

timschaffert: "Between this instinct of compassion and the impulse of love there is a great gulf." -- Arthur Symons (1904)

CailinCeltic: Only thoughts of you remain In my heart where they have lain, Perfumed thoughts of you,remaining, A hid sweetness,in my brain. Others leave me;all things leave me You remain. You Remain - Arthur Symons Images - The Awakening - Rebecca Hall

venetianblonde: "Horton's the first I call" William T. Horton was a London-based artist Yeats had met around 1896, while he and Arthur Symons were making a short-lived magazine called The Savoy.

StachAnna: ART MAY BE SERVED BY MORALITY: IT CAN NEVER BE IT'S SERVANT. FOR THE PRINCIPLES OF ART ARE ETERNAL, WHILE THE PRINCIPLES OF MORALITY FLUCTUATE WITH SPIRITUAL EBB AND FLOW OF THE AGES. ARTHUR SYMONS

awilliams_a: Good morning all! The wind is rising on the sea, The windy white foam-dancers leap; And the sea moans uneasily, And turns to sleep, and cannot sleep. ~ Arthur Symons

RaiSwatiRai: My Paris is a land where twilight days Merge into violent nights of black and gold; Where, it may be, the flower of dawn is cold: Ah, but the gold nights, and the scented ways! Arthur Symons Seine, (from Latin,...

MoonRavenMagic: "Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders." Arthur Symons

MoonRavenMagic: "Criticism is properly the rod of divination: a hazel switch for the discovery of buried treasure, not a birch twig for the castigation of offenders." Arthur Symons

Poem of the day

The Death Of A Soldier
 by Wallace Stevens

Life contracts and death is expected,
As in a season of autumn.
The soldier falls.

He does not become a three-days personage,
Imposing his separation,
Calling for pomp.

...

Read complete poem

Popular Poets