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The Centaur - Chapter 44 The Centaur - Chapter 44

The Centaur - Chapter 44
CHAPTER XLIVHe drew suddenly back with a kind of jerk. It was as though he realized abruptly that he had said too much--had overdone it. He took his companion by the arm and led him down the decks. As they passed the bridge the Captain called out a word of welcome to them; and his jolly, boisterous laugh ran down the wind. The American engineer came from behind a dark corner, almost running into them; his face was flushed. "It's like a furnace below," he said in his nasal familiar manner; "too hot to sleep. I've run up for a gulp... Long Stories - Post by : Kim_Birch - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 555

The Centaur - Chapter 43 The Centaur - Chapter 43

The Centaur - Chapter 43
CHAPTER XLIIIAnd then at length there came a change of voice across the cabin. The Irishman had finished. He sank back in the deep leather chair, exhausted physically, but with the exultation of his mighty hope still pouring at full strength through his heart. For he had ventured further than ever before and had spoken of a possible crusade--a crusade that should preach peace and happiness to every living creature. And Dr. Stahl, in a voice that showed how deeply he was moved, asked quietly:-- "By leading the nations back to Nature you think they shall advance to Truth at last?"... Long Stories - Post by : Kim_Birch - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 2720

The Centaur - Chapter 42 The Centaur - Chapter 42

The Centaur - Chapter 42
CHAPTER XLIIThere followed four days then of sea, Greece left behind, Messina and the Lipari Islands past; and the blue outline of Sardinia and Corsica began to keep pace with them as they neared the narrow straits of Bonifacio between them. The passengers came up to watch the rocky desolate shores slip by so close, and Captain Burgenfelder was on the bridge. Grey-headed rocks rose everywhere close about the ship; overhead the seagulls cried and circled; no vegetation was visible on either shore, no houses, no abode of man--nothing but the lighthouses, then miles of deserted rock dressed in those splendors... Long Stories - Post by : Kim_Birch - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 1345

The Centaur - Chapter 41 The Centaur - Chapter 41

The Centaur - Chapter 41
CHAPTER XLISummer blazed everywhere and the sea lay like a blue pool of melted sky and sunshine. The summits of the Caucasus soon faded to the east and north, and to the south the wooded hills of the Black Sea coast accompanied the ship in a line of wavy blue that joined the water and the sky indistinguishably. The first-class passengers were few; O'Malley hardly noticed their existence even. An American engineer, building a railway in Turkey, came on board at Trebizond; there were one or two light women on their way home from Baku, and the attache of a foreign... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 2613

The Centaur - Chapter 40 The Centaur - Chapter 40

The Centaur - Chapter 40
CHAPTER XLAt the end of the week the little steamer dropped her anchor in the harbor and the Irishman booked his passage home. He was standing on the wharf to watch the unloading when a hand tapped him on the shoulder and he heard a well-known voice. His heart leaped with pleasure. There were no preliminaries between these two. "I am glad to see you safe. You did not find your friend, then?" O'Malley looked at the bronzed face beside him, noted the ragged tobacco-stained beard, and saw the look of genuine welcome in the twinkling brown eyes. He watched him... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 863

The Centaur - Chapter 39 The Centaur - Chapter 39

The Centaur - Chapter 39
CHAPTER XXXIXThe extraordinary abruptness of the transition produced no bewilderment, it seems. Realizing that without Rostom he would be in a position of helplessness that might be serious, the Irishman put his hands to his lips and called out with authority to the running figure of his frightened guide. He shouted to him to stop. "There is nothing to fear. Come back! Are you afraid of a gust of wind?" And in his face and voice, perhaps too in his manner, was something he had brought back from the vision, for the man stopped at once in his headlong course, paused... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 3250

The Centaur - Chapter 38 The Centaur - Chapter 38

The Centaur - Chapter 38
CHAPTER XXXVIIIThe litter of disordered notebooks filled to the covers with fragments of such beauty that they almost seem to burn with a light of their own, lies at this moment before me on my desk. I still hear the rushing torrent of his language across the spotted table-cloth in that dark restaurant corner. But the incoherence seems only to increase with my best efforts to combine the two. "Go home and dream it," as he said at last when I ventured a question here and there toward the end of the recital. "You'll see it best that way--in sleep. Get... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 2050

The Centaur - Chapter 34 The Centaur - Chapter 34

The Centaur - Chapter 34
CHAPTER XXXIV"Oh! whose heart is not stirred with tumultuous joy when the intimate Life of Nature enters into his soul with all its plenitude, ... when that mighty sentiment for which language has no other name than Love is diffused in him, like some powerful all-dissolving vapor; when he, shivering with sweet terror, sinks into the dusky, enticing bosom of Nature; when the meager personality loses itself in the overpowering waves of passion, and nothing remains but the focal point of the incommensurable generative Force, an engulfing vortex in the ocean?" --NOVALIS, _Disciples at Sais. Translated by U.C.B. Early in the... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 3346

The Centaur - Chapter 33 The Centaur - Chapter 33

The Centaur - Chapter 33
CHAPTER XXXIII"Why, what is this patient entrance into Nature's deep resources But the child's most gradual learning to walk upright without bane? When we drive out, from the cloud of steam, majestical white horses, Are we greater than the first men who led black ones by the mane?" --E.B. BROWNING The "Russian" led. O'Malley styled him thus to the end for want of a larger word, perhaps--a word to phrase the inner and the outer. Although the mountains were devoid of trails, he seemed always certain of his way. An absolute sense of orientation possessed him; or, rather, the whole earth... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 2708

The Centaur - Chapter 32 The Centaur - Chapter 32

The Centaur - Chapter 32
CHAPTER XXXII"Inward, ay, deeper far than love or scorn, Deeper than bloom of virtue, stain of sin, Rend thou the veil and pass alone within, Stand naked there and know thyself forlorn. Nay! in what world, then, spirit, vast thou born? Or to what World-Soul art thou entered in? Feel the Self fade, feel the great life begin. With Love re-rising in the cosmic morn. The Inward ardor yearns to the inmost goal; The endless goal is one with the endless way; From every gulf the tides of Being roll, From every zenith burns the indwelling day, And life in Life... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 2242

The Centaur - Chapter 31 The Centaur - Chapter 31

The Centaur - Chapter 31
CHAPTER XXXIIt was spring--and the flutes of Pan played everywhere. The radiance of the world's first morning shone undimmed. Life flowed and sang and danced, abundant and untamed. It bathed the mountains and that sky of stainless blue. It bathed him too. Dipped, washed, and shining in it, he walked the Earth as she lay radiant in her early youth. The crystal presence of her everlasting Spring flew laughing through a world of light and flowers--flowers that none could ever pluck to die, light that could never fade to darkness within walls and roofs. All day they wound easily, as though... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 1898

The Centaur - Chapter 30 The Centaur - Chapter 30

The Centaur - Chapter 30
CHAPTER XXX"The poets are thus liberating gods. The ancient British bards had for the title of their order, 'Those who are free throughout the world.' They are free, and they make free. An imaginative book renders us much more service at first, by stimulating us through its tropes, than afterward, when we arrive at the precise sense of the author. I think nothing is of any value in books, excepting the transcendental and extraordinary. If a man is inflamed and carried away by his thought, to that degree that he forgets the authors and the public, and heeds only this one... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 3156

The Centaur - Chapter 29 The Centaur - Chapter 29

The Centaur - Chapter 29
CHAPTER XXIX"... And then suddenly,-- While perhaps twice my heart was dutiful To send my blood upon its little race-- I was exalted above surety, And out of Time did fall."--LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE, _Poems and Interludes_This, then, was one of the "hints" by which O'Malley knew that he was not alone and that the mind of his companion was stretched out to find him. He became aware after it of a distinct guidance, even of direction as to his route of travel. The "impulse came," as one says, to turn northwards, and he obeyed it without more ado. For this "dream" had... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 1531

The Centaur - Chapter 28 The Centaur - Chapter 28

The Centaur - Chapter 28
CHAPTER XXVIII"Seasons and times; Life and Fate--all are remarkably rhythmic, metric, regular throughout. In all crafts and arts, in all machines, in organic bodies, in our daily occupations everywhere there is rhythm, meter, accent, melody. All that we do with a certain skill unnoticed, we do rhythmically. There is rhythm everywhere; it insinuates itself everywhere. All mechanism is metric, rhythmic. There must be more in it than this. Is it merely the influence of inertia?" --NOVALIS, Translated by U.C.B. Notwithstanding the extent and loneliness of this wild country, coincidence seemed in no way stretched by the abrupt appearance; for in a... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 2452

The Centaur - Chapter 24 The Centaur - Chapter 24

The Centaur - Chapter 24
CHAPTER XXIVStahl, he remembers, had been talking for a long time. The general sense of what he said reached him, perhaps, but certainly not many of the words. The doctor, it was clear, wished to coax from him the most intimate description possible of his experience. He put things crudely in order to challenge criticism, and thus to make his companion's reason sit in judgment on his heart. If this visionary Celt would let his intellect pass soberly and dissectingly upon these flaming states of wider consciousness he had touched, the doctor would have data of real value for his own... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 1056

The Centaur - Chapter 23 The Centaur - Chapter 23

The Centaur - Chapter 23
CHAPTER XXIIIBut O'Malley did not immediately return to his own cabin; he yielded to Dr. Stahl's persuasion and dropped into the armchair he had already occupied more than once, watching his companion's preparations with the lamp and coffeepot. With his eyes, that is, he watched, staring, as men say, absent-mindedly; for the fact was, only a little bit of him hovered there about his weary physical frame. The rest of him was off somewhere else across the threshold--subliminal: below, with the Russian, beyond with the traveling spirit of the boy; but the major portion, out deep in space, reclaimed by the... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 3394

The Centaur - Chapter 22 The Centaur - Chapter 22

The Centaur - Chapter 22
CHAPTER XXIIWhat followed he relates with passion, half confused. Without speaking the big Russian turned his head by way of welcome, and O'Malley saw that the proportions of it were magnificent like a fragment of the night and sky. Though too dark to read the actual expression in the eyes, he detected their gleam of joy and splendor. The whole presentment of the man was impressive beyond any words that he could find. Massive, yet charged with swift and alert vitality, he reared there through the night, his inner self now toweringly manifested. At any other time, and without the preparation... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 1036

The Centaur - Chapter 21 The Centaur - Chapter 21

The Centaur - Chapter 21
CHAPTER XXIThe lights in the saloon were out, the smoking-room empty, the passengers in bed. The ship seemed entirely deserted. Only, on the bridge, the shadow of the first officer paced quietly to and fro. Then, suddenly, as they approached the stern, O'Malley discerned anther figure, huge and motionless, against the background of phosphorescent foam; and at the first glance it was exactly as though he had detached from the background of his mind one of those Flying Outlines upon the hills--and caught it there, arrested visibly at last. He moved along, fairly sure of himself, yet with a tumult of... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 842

The Centaur - Chapter 20 The Centaur - Chapter 20

The Centaur - Chapter 20
CHAPTER XX"To everything that a man does he must give his undivided attention or his Ego. When he has done this, thoughts soon arise in him, or else a new method of apprehension miraculously appears.... "Very remarkable it is that through this play of his personality man first becomes aware of his specific freedom, and that it seems to him as though he awaked out of a deep sleep as though he were only now at home in the world, and as if the light of day were breaking now over his interior life for the first time.... The substance of... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 3294

The Centaur - Chapter 19 The Centaur - Chapter 19

The Centaur - Chapter 19
CHAPTER XIX"Privacy is ignorance." --JOSIAH ROYCE Somewhat after the manner of things suffered in vivid dreams surprise is numbed and wonder becomes the perfect password, the Irishman remembers the sequence of little events that filled the following day. Yet his excitement held nothing of the vicious fling of fever; it was spread over the entire being rather than located hotly in the brain and blood alone; and it "derived," as it were, from tracts of his personality usually unstirred, atrophied indeed in most men, that connected him as by a delicate network of feelers with Nature and the Earth. He... Long Stories - Post by : rlscott - Date : May 2012 - Author : Algernon Blackwood - Read : 727