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Summary of the Book 'Xantippe And Other Verse':
Adrian Levy (born 1965) is an award-winning journalist who currently writes for The Guardian. Specialising in long-form investigative work his pieces most often filed from Asia are published in The Guardians Weekend magazine. Levys work has also appeared in The Observer The Sunday Times magazine and The Mail on Sunday as well as being syndicated in the US Australasia and across Europe. Levy has also written three non-fiction books.
Excerpts from the Book 'Xantippe And Other Verse':
... open with the dying sinner's cry- Till at last, unto the Heavens, just two fearful shrieks resound, When the soul is all forgotten in the body's ... ... hunt to-day.' Xantippe and Other Verse Xantippe. (A FRAGMENT.) WHAT, have I waked again ? I never thought To see the rosy dawn, ... ... bay, And stood out blackly from a tender sky All flecked with sulphur, azure, and bright gold And in the still, clear air have heard the ... ... I saw him, all ungainly and uncouth, Yet many gathered round to hear his words, Tall youths and stranger-maidens-Sokrates- I saw ... ... cunning modulations seemed Like to the notes of some sweet instrument. So did I reach and strain, until at last I caught the soul athwart ... ... harmony, Was never poor Xantippe's. . . . I would pause And would recall no more, no more of life, Than just the incomplete, ... ... life, Ere I had learnt to grasp the barren shape Of what the Fates had destined for my life. Then, as all youthful spirits are, was I ... ... ruby on the golden locks And temples with their fillets of the vine), Lay Alkibiades the beautiful. And thus, with solemn tone, spake Sokrates: ... ... Framed by the arbour foliage, which the sun In setting softly gilded with rich gold, Those upturned faces, and those placid limbs Saw Plato's ... ... But swiftly in my bosom there uprose A sudden flame, a merciful fury sent To save me with both angry hands I flung The skin upon ... ... soul, A sort of fierce acceptance of my fate,- He wished a household vessel-well ! 'twas good, For he should have it ! He should have no more ... ... nurtured by the loving,' or, 'her life Was wrecked and shattered-mine shall smoothly sail.' Enough, enough. In vain, in vain, in vain ! The ... ... Lonely, yet not afraid. It has seemed good to Thee Still to withhold the key Which opes the way to men I am shut in alone, I make ... ... understand. Xantippe and Other Verse 'Felo de Se.' With Apologies to Mr. Swinburne. FOR repose I have ... ... of the Sun and the voices which clamour'd around : Give them me back-in the sightless depths there is neither light nor sound. Sick is my soul, ... ... blast, grow frenzied and tear the hair Could fight fierce fights with the foe or clutch at a human hand And weary could lie at length on the ... ... and blest : With every breath I draw I know that love Reigns in my breast. Let me go forth,-and thou, my heart, bleed on : A lonely ... ... Till Lord Gaston cries, impatient, 'Why regret the stately deer When such sport as yonder offers ? quick ! unleash the dogs-away !' Then they ... ... de Zayas is an American lawyer, writer, historian, a leading expert in the field of human rights, as well as a former high-ranking United Nations ... ... he was appointed professor of history and English literature in Owens College, Manchester, and was principal from 1890 to... >>read more<