only connecting

+++ The heart is an organ of fire. -Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient +++ The mind is a connecting organ. -I.A. Richards, The Philosophy of Rhetoric +++ … Assaying by his devilish art to reachThe organs of her fancy, and with them forgeIllusions as he list, phantasms and dreams… -John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book IV, 801-803 +++Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height. Live in fragments no longer.-E.M. Forster, Howards End +++

Diviner

+++              …in my heart divined,My heart, which by a secret harmonyStill moves with thine…-MILTONParadise Lost, Book X+++

Vocab via Paradise Lost

architrave, noun. The beam resting on the columns that supports the roof. opacous, adj. Dark. seneschal, noun. The major-domo, the chief steward of the household. prevenient – adj. 1. Theol. Coming before or antecedent to human action. Chiefly in prevenient grace n. the grace of God which precedes repentance and faith, predisposing a person to seek God in advance of any desire or motion on their part euphrasy – Noun. ‘eyebright’ – An herb used in poultices for the eyes. beeves – noun – Cattle. Plural of ‘beef’ bitumen – noun. 1. Originally, a kind of mineral pitch found in…

Paradise Lost, books VII – XII

+++ Let there be lightsHigh in the expanse of heaven to divideThe day from night; and let them be for signs,For seasons, and for days, and circling years +++ Open ye heavens, your living doors; let inThe great creator from his work returnedMagnificent, his six days’ work, a world; +++ Author and end of all things… +++ [Book VIII] +++ To ask or search I blame thee not, for heavenIs as the book of God before thee set,Wherein to read his wondrous works, and learnHis seasons, hours, or days, or months, or years: +++ She fair, divinely fair, fit love…

Paradise Lost, lines from Book IV – VI

[Book IV] +++ The hell within him, for within him hell He brings, and round about him hell One step no more than from himself can fly By change of place: now conscience wakes despair That slumbered, wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse; of deeds worse sufferings must ensue. +++ Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; +++ So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse: all good to me is lost; Evil be thou my good; by thee at least Divided empire with heaven’s king I…

Lines from Paradise Lost, Books I – III

[Book I] O spirit that doth prefer Before all temples the upright heart and pure +++ what in me is dark Illumine, what is low raise and support +++ All is not lost +++ The tyranny of heaven +++ Here in the heart of hell to work in fire, +++ hail horrors, hail Infernal world, and thou profoundest hell Receive thy new possessor: one who brings A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. +++ angel forms, who lay entranced…