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BradleyHart72: "A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him" Arthur Symons Pictured above is a commission painting of The Grande Canal in Venice from the Ponte di Railto bridge…

GregCameron2: "I think Beardsley would rather have been a great writer than a great artist." - Arthur Symons

cfm121: a moment of silence upon discovering that the nice boy who was talking about Arthur Symons with me either blocked me or deleted his profile

AbridgedThe: O, the one happiness, when, out of breath, Our feet slip, and we stumble upon death! ARTHUR SYMONS, "The Beggars"

jeandepalacio: "That book of "Studies in the Renaissance" […] seems to me sometimes to be the most beautiful book of prose in our literature. Nothing in it is left to inspiration; but it is all inspired […] this goldsmith's work of his prose" Arthur Symons, Studies in Prose and Verse 1906.

somequotesbot: "They weave a slow andante as in sleep,Scaled yellow, swampy black, plague-spotted white;With blue and lidless eyes at watch they keepA treachery of silence; infinite." - Arthur Symons

The_Brave: Sentiments on lost love, White heliotrope by Arthur Symons

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EddieHu28571225: Arthur Symons' decadence was bracing. Mortal mulch bringing forth an immortal clarity. Time, not Death, is vanquished.

PoetryOutLoud: Roaming together under the gaslight, / Day’s work over, / How the Spring calls to us, here in the city, / Calls to the heart from the heart of a lover! - Arthur Symons

SheFeelsThat: In any of your posturing: You are as some forgotten thing.And yet I saw you long ago as those brave joys that come and go. From the book of Image of the good and evil . by Arthur Symons

Carlolight: Where shall this self at last find happiness? O Soul, only in nothingness. - Arthur Symons

Carlolight: I would wash the dust of the world in a soft green flood. Here between sea and sea in a fairy wood, I have found a delicate wave-green solitude. ― Arthur Symons

Carlolight: Love I never associated with the senses, it was not even passion that I wanted; it was a conscious, subtle, elaborate sensuality, which I knew not how to procure. ― Arthur Symons,

eudaemonist: I would give $10 to read the unpublished essay on Marzials by Arthur Symons from the Symons collection at Princeton, though. Because I’m nosy.

LibraryPutney: The Coming of Spring by Arthur Symons Spring is come back, and the little voices are calling, The birds are calling, the little green buds on the trees, A song in the street, and an old and sleepy tune; All the sounds of the spring are falling, falling,

arzalem: 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, “In a Northern Bay" Painting:Andrew Wyeth

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

peakylui: No one: Tommy & Arthur Shelby:

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

peonyloves08: "Love is a flaming heart, and its flames aspire / Till they cloud the soul in the smoke of a windy fire." - 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

YeeshaStone: Purugly Sorcerer “It is in their eyes that their magic resides.” -Arthur Symons

onthetabledream: "The long September evening dies In mist along the fields and lanes; Only a few faint stars surprise" - Arthur Symons, "Autumn Twilight"

Jopolkadot: The long September evening dies in mist along the fields and lanes Arthur Symons Art Photography © Joan Kocak

Hiddenbamboo: Spiritual Adventures - Arthur Symons

QChimps: Arthur Symons – A realist, in Venice, would… “A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.” -Arthur Symons More Famous Quotes Here More Quotes:

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callec6: “Comparatively few people care for art at all and most of them care for it because they mistake it for something else.” Arthur Symons, The Savoy No.8

ZeenepAkdaa: “...it is witha kind of terror that we wake up, every now and then, to the whole knowledge of our ignorance...” - The Symbolist Movement in Literature by Arthur Symons

MarcusEaton: “A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.” -Arthur Symons . I found this spot about three years ago, took a picture and started a painting based on this view...it…

MarcusEaton: “A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.” -Arthur Symons . I found this spot about three years ago, took a picture and started a painting based on this view...it was incredible to find it again and se…

sedmagis: I have learned a great deal about poetry generally in the process, and one thing I am now quite sure of is that all the finest poetry comes logically out of the fundamental action [...] To Arthur Symons

elegant_gh: As 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

CailinCeltic: So,in the smoke-polluted place Where bird or flower might never be With glimmering feet,with flower-like face She dances at the Tivoli. The Primrose Dance - Arthur Symons Artwork - Google PicFinder

theplace2be: A Tune poem by Arthur Symons

JarndyceBooks: PERIODICAL. THE SAVOY. BEARDSLEY, Aubrey, SMITHERS, Leonard & SYMONS, Arthur. With Prospectus, a Christmas card and a coloured poster.

Sean_Kilpatrick: "Art may be served by morality, it can never be its servant." Arthur Symons

CailinCeltic: And the only world is the world of my dreams And my weaving the only happiness For what is the world but what it seems ? And who knows but that God, beyond our guess Sits weaving worlds out of loneliness? The Loom Of Dreams - Arthur Symons Artwork - Louis Comfort Tiffany

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likemindead: Really enjoying the poems of Arthur Symons at the moment.

lboroenglish: Tonight, we host our Decadent Literary Salon - with absinthe, readings of Arthur Symons, dressing-up, and much else!

somequotesbot: "And I would have, now love is over,An end to all, an end:I cannot, having been your lover,Stoop to become your friend!" - Arthur Symons

kdawn_89: "Here in the fairy wood, between sea and sea, I have heard the song of a fairy bird in a tree, And the peace that is not in the world has flown down to me." - Arthur Symons . . . I could just live on this…

TrueQuotation: I'm not a romantic. In life I didn't have much experience with romance. — Arthur Symons

kokucenneti: Arthur Symons (British poet) Born: Milford Haven, United Kingdom Date of birth: 1865-02-28

McKennaWriter: ' Studies of Death ' stories by S E Stenbock . W.B.Yeats called Stenbock: "Scholar, connoisseur, drunkard, poet, pervert, most charming of men." Arthur Symons saw him as "bizarre, fantastic, feverish, eccentric, extravagant, morbid and perverse."

khattak_xalinda: rise, A wraith, with starlight in your eyes, Where calm hours weave, for such a mood Solitude out of solitude; For this, for this, you come to me Out of the night, out of the sea. —FROM “STELLA MARIS” BY ARTHUR SYMONS(1865–1945)

theplace2be: A Tune (Arthur Symons Poems)

Elizabe03733791: A shadow of things that seem; And the greatest good is but small, That all life is a dream to all, And that dreams themselves are a dream. —Arthur Symons (translator)

somequotesbot: "And I would have, now love is over,An end to all, an end:I cannot, having been your lover,Stoop to become your friend!" - Arthur Symons

BoatingOnLI: The wind is rising on the sea, The windy white foam-dancers leap ~ Arthur Symons

Poetry24blog: Poetry in motion – An Irishman’s Diary on Arthur Symons and a visit to the Aran Islands in 1896

GenSocIreland: Interesting piece by Oliver O'Hanlon in The Irish Times

tsEmma15: "And I too under the stars, Alone with the night again, And the water's monotone; I and the night alone, And the wo...

_DieGrinsekatze: And I too under the stars, Alone with the night again, And the water's monotone; I and the night alone, And the wor...

theplace2be: A TUNE poem by Arthur Symons -

quesnel166: The Symbolist Movement in Literature-Arthur Symons is indeed a revelation

tsEmma15: A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him. Arthur Symons

XOAN50: // "Night, and the silence of the night, In Venice; far away, a song; As if the lyric water made Itself a serenade...

CatsShelf: "It is in their eyes that their magic resides" - Arthur Symons Art: Shelter Sweety by Molly Poole

tsEmma15: I had my dreams of Venice, but nothing that I had dreamed was as impossible as what I found. Arthur Symons...

barryDstocker: Charles Baudelaire (1821-67) THE LOSS OF A HALO (1/6) (translated by Arthur Symons) "Eh! What! You here, my dear? Y...

gautamkishore: "A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him." Arthur Symons....

gautamkishore: "A realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him." Arthur Symons....

MsEmentor: All the Decadent Superpowers (on their own label Smithers Lane): Arthur Symons on vocals (Occasional duets with Os...

_deynell: Kisses Arthur Symons

keatsandchapman: Whoops, my previous attempt to link to a blogpost on John Gray, Arthur Symons and Verlaine was plagued by poor inte...

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