Word: moonlit
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...story is as simple as life itself seems to be. A Midwestern youth who wants to be an architect takes his greatest satisfaction in the fact that he is free, that he may defy his drab background, and do as he pleases in becoming great. Then, one moonlit night, a girl's arms fasten him, innocently, generously, but so tightly that he can never escape. He tries, of course, but finds that his ambition has been diluted by emotion. He settles down in the environment he hates, trapped, but sure that he will not vegetate as all the others...
...sharpening the contrast, already glaring, between Gladstone and Disraeli, he pictures two extremes in Mary Anne Disraeli, loquacious, garish, flighty; and Catherine Gladstone, industrious, charitable, but merry withal. Nothing could be more respectable than Gladstone's cadenced marriage-proposal in the moonlit Colosseum; nothing more indecorous than Dizzy's pursuit of newly widowed, wealthy Mary Anne. But Mary Anne met gossip with gossip: "Dizzy married me for my money, but if he had the chance again he would marry me for love"; and lavished on him the affection a straight-laced Christian age had grudged the fantastic...
...feet in the air between the full moon and the glassy North Sea. . . . We have a million cubic feet of gas but no heat. . . . Merciless cold driving through the canvas walls of this flying tent. ... I have visualized myself gracefully draped over a saloon window ledge romantically viewing the moonlit sky. The men . . . have reminded each other not to forget evening jackets and boiled shirts in their baggage. We have drawn ourselves lovely pictures of dining elegantly in mid-air with Commodore Eckener at the head of a flower-decked table . . . but . . . leather coats, woollies and furs will...
...rhymes: "fronds-bronze, millions-brilliance, color-duller, cardboard-hard, bored,"-studied inaccuracies which emphasize a lack of spontaneity. Indeed, this poet is at his best in historical comment, or in one satiric sonnet that is an anthology of Georgian poetry, complete with bucolic landscape where "immemorial lambs keep moonlit trysts with deathless nightingales...
...perfume of roses and orange blossoms . . . heavy in the night-shadowed streets," and, ". . . long night rides through the black and silver of a moonlit country-side...