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BURNELL PAYNE.
CONTENTS
PAGE
FOREWORD
vli
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46
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FOREWORD
reprinting these five essays
the
EN I
der
believe
my
readers willfind
is
what
both wonto
and wild
my
quotation
"How
may
1
be
is
no
The Four
author,
is
Men
a Farrago^ so called by
its
who have
read
it,
You
its
enter an
enchanted
country,
meeting
true citizens
who
in
will
remain
with you in
all
humour and
pathos and in
make up
FOREWORD
doubt that on those
they exert
who
do read them
and
more
the
secret
influence
else,
lies,
than
anything
in
their
style."
more
recent
is
critic,
Mr. Thomas
Seccombe,
who
already
known by an
the
enduring
Introduction
to
works
still
further
our knowl-
and his
books.
I am glad
can be found in
April
8,
1916; as
appreciation,
a few months
If
clear
a poet as well as
I shouldfeel
It
I had neglected a
is
solemn obligation.
when
in excelsis that
we get
exquisite things
from
the
lea.st
expected sources.
viii
In a
FOREWORD
Dedicatory
Ode of most
excellent fool:
They say that in the unchanging place, Where all we loved is always dear,
meet our morning face
to face
We
And
....
am
so
and
may be
But
may be
I
cannot
this I
know
Prom
Out
There
quiet homes
to the
's
and first
beginning,
undiscovered ends,
But
laughter
and the
love
offriends.
the
same poem,
"a
beau-
Evenlode:"
"
The
FOREWORD
The
tender Evenlode that makes
to hear the
sound
in the brakes,
And
binds
my
A
A
She
and holds
hundred
towns of stones,
Why
do
I make
?
mention of these
poetic perfections
Because
I love them
and I want
mine in that
to
as
an
M.
already falling
when
came,
sit-
ET
the
ting
my
of land.
We
we had gone very far since early morning, and were now off the turf upon
hard road
;
moreover, the
hill,
though gentle, had been prolonged. From its summit I saw before me, as
I
had seen
it
met
to
make
it,
for the
moment, an
enchanted land.
ing
late,
had crowded
with colours
out,
and grey
the
like
mountains,
Over
storm.
all
this
sky was
full
of
was unearthly.
one
to the
experience of
common
things.
The
and
had not before been caught by the eyes of travellers, and would not,
after the brief space of their apparition,
was pervaded by a general quality of the uplifted and the strange. And for that one hour
familiar
it
and yet
me
a thing well
known, but
which had
into
rather adored.
The glow
seemed
to
of evening,
put
this
horizon
another place
ours,
warned me of darkness
off
and
made
knew
Arun and
very good.
Here an old
and have
man and
how
ing
accessible
is
content.
Their
children
are in
service
beyond the
and they
It is a
and
and
still
On
Nor
tor-
and
associated with
;
and with
from
the
as
earth
they
have always
for the
known
much sustenance
them,
religion
so
in
an
evil
set
up
to sanc-
of
and mqst secluded) the working years life, have so far disappeared from
them, that
recall
now
so that their
presence
in a
the door,
is
in
an influence of
peace.
to a
a great refreshment.
he
and drink
and sleep
well
memory
of a complete
repose
is
The
is
made
of
oak entirely, and, after more than a hundred years, the woodwork
save that the roof
is still
sound,
now
falls in
waves
little
where the great beams have sagged a under the pressure of the tiles.
And
these
tiles
made kind
downward curve
fit
to
closer
and shed
flat.
if
they were
slip,
of
chalk
been rubbed by the noses of ten thousand horses since the great war.
who in his time had dragged the guns back aboard, retreating through the It is in every night after Corunna.
way a
should
stable that a small
peasant
seeking
It
is,
therefore, a stable
scientists
hands upon the dwellings of beasts as they have upon those of men, yet I
often
fear
for
this
I
stable,
and am
there.
our metals
and
in
is
open
I
So
led
him
in,
and
tied
I
headstall,
and
and
washed
his
and covered
him with the rough rug that lay there. And when I had done all that, I got
him oats from the neighbouring bin for the place knew me well, and I
could always tend to
when
came
there.
him
Monster,
my
horse,
is
there
is
here at the
Sign
of
:
The
"
Lion."
is
There
among
us that,
upon the
man
is
him
then,
It
the house.
made
it
home.
The room
within
received
me
like a friend.
The open
with beech
chimney
house
at its end,
is built,
;
was
logs burning
were
set in brass,
their yellow
The long
ceilings of
ceiling
Heaven.
here every-
where also
in
the
will
wood
of the weald.
When
me,
it
was
English ever since England began, and which perhaps good fortune will preserve over the breakdown of our
we have England
see the hops
back again.
in
One could
good house, one could dare to contemplate, as though from a distant standpoint, the
we must
lead
our lives.
And, as
so considered the
and
their slime,
virtue
were in a fortress of
And
order
will
England
will
be built again."
came
him
to
in
whose eyes
I also
not ordinary.
fifty
He was of middle
;
or
more
his hair
was
crisp
and
though he had
when he had
eaten,
asked
me
if I
this inn.
"
I
Very
familiar," I said
it
can enter
at
any hour
now more
familiar to
me
even than
my
homes.
For nowadays we, who work in the State and are not idle, must be driven
from one place to another
the very rich
tinuity.
;
and only
But to them
of
no
serv-
ice
in the soil."
Yet
was
is in this
county a
home
have
But nothing
I
capable of endurance.
not seen
my home
(though
it is
but ten
I left it in
my
and
I too
I
would rather
come
to this inn,
it,
which
know
as you
know
land
;
because
am
certain of entry,
I
and because
find,
know what
county should
shall
I find is
what
if
any man of
the soul of
"
find,
not to disappear."
I
You, then,"
now
and on the
floor
between us a port
"
you, then,
come here
as
for
much
the
same reason
do
"
"
?
And what
is
that
"
?
said he.
I,
illu-
we
love
remains.
For, since
almost since I can remember, everything in this house has been the same
;
and here
the society
we know."
had said
this,
When
and
he was grave
;
and then
he answered
" It
is
impossible, I think,
after
illu-
many
sion.
young man
can no
drama
of his
own
choosing, so a
man growing
old (as
am
I)
society
and
own
permanence."
*s
For
my
" I
know very
up
is
though
can con-
jure
it
take
it
rather
men
take
symbols.
For
will at last
a Colonel
we
port,
and
we have
just
and though
thistles
will
grow
up
in the
though, in
a hotel and
I
perish, nevertheless
remains, and
ing of a
do not think
it
the tak-
of oneself to
in
one's soul
what has already endured so long because it was proper to our country."
16
"
is
Necessity.
is
of
means death
of its nature
if it is
to
"
Yet there
is
a divine thirst,"
I said,
there
were no such
I
thirst,
why
to taste antiquity
is
And if
that thirst
is
there,
it is
for
us some
faction.
satis-
my
part, as I
know
it
of
in
nothing
else, I
this visible
good
seek
it
in
Sussex,
in
the nature of
my home, and
it
in the tradition of
my
blood."
But he answered:
"No;
is
not
you speak.
surely
is
And
is
that thirst,
to
which
in
divine,
be quenched
even
MYSELF
"
:
is
the
End?"
HE
" I
it
clearly, that
when
the disappointed
quest was over, all this journeying would turn out to be but the beginning
of a
I
much
of mutation should
MYSELF
"
:
No one
a picture in the
whole
have once experienced loss and incompletion, and especially when they have
18
off
of
the
our experience,
;
it ?
That
and undying
It
for
it
and
things.
But as for
all
those functions
in
life,
fulfil
surely
fulfilled at
Colour
is
and music
and
in
all
that
we
love
so
much comes
by channels that do
not remain."
HE
"
:
we have known
is
and
a proof
things which
we know,
the words
'
'
joy
Why
yes
but,
though
sions, as there is a
demand
and
in
dreams
unreal.
Every analogy increasingly persuades us, and so does the whole scheme of
things as
we
learn
it,
that, with
our
and comfortable
fires
and
fields
and
that,
and
when they pass, we lose them for ever." HE: "Yet these things would not
be, but for the
mind
on
?
stretch
And
at
my
what may be reserved for us, guess tell me, what is the End which we
shall attain "
?
"
Then
my
spirit,
and
know
that a long
and careful
same man
but, for
to
opposing conclusions;
my
when
it
ceases,
I shall find
beyond
I
it
things similar to
those which
have known.
;
For
all I
here enjoy
life
is
of one nature
and
if
the
of a
it is
man be
bereft of
them
at last,
then
the
word
"You
"that
some immortal
part in
us
is
concerned
final
include
sensual
landscape,
shall
hills
?
and a
"
visible
home
that
be
"
Something of the
slightly
sort,"
he
said,
and
shrugged
his shoulders.
as he sat beside
me
in
They conveyed
is
mingled
com-
far
and
The
fire
Flames no
;
longer leapt from the beech logs but on their under side, where a glow still
lingered,
embers
fell.
life
IT which ends
life
in a natural fashion
which
of
is
pomp
inclines the
mind
to repose.
not true of a day ending nor the passing of the year, nor of the
fall
of leaves.
at
such times.
There
which
is
a house in
my own county
whose gardens
It
built of stone,
has level
stone.
marked
the
Stuarts.
They
moment
AUTUMN
They
by whoever
has seen
espe-
At
this season a
sky which
is
of so
delicate
and
cer-
more
of tenderness, presides at
the
fall of leaves.
all.
There
is
no
air,
no
breath at
The
downis
not
which
is
much
little
No bird
at night
;
marshes
rustles so slightly
no
evanescent a
whispers or
stress
upon
their sacred
their prayers.
The
heard just so
are destined
to die,
much
at the
that
men
to
also,
who
end
of every
rounded
The
scent of
life is
never
fuller in the
for the
ground
is
yielding
The
spring
when
it
deep
of the earth.
to
remember
harrying
ing of
it,
full burst-
Up
;
to the
edge
is
standing stacked
in the fields,
all
around.
of parentage
and
dead leaves
fall.
The
it is
colour
is
intricate.
which comprehends
all
made
Take up one
of
and
see.
bound-
which ends
They
line.
have also
their
characters
of
Here
boundaries
inter-
mittent,
aries curved,
list.
soft-
the agreement
and disagreement with the scheme of veins; the grotesque and the simple
in line
;
So
you discover for ever new things; there is no end to them. Their qualities
are infinite.
And
beside boundtints,
aries
also,
shades
varying thicknesses of
stuff,
and
that
list
infinite,
of
each item
of
in
it
nor
is it
much
creation are
all this is
beyond
true of
our powers.
And
;
in
this
whole
forest.
There
is
no number
to
The
of
forest
is like
a thing so changeful
it
its
glance of a
moment.
This forest
is
makes a
picture which
It is a
designed,
scheme, but
scheme you cannot set down. It is those things which can best be
28
or a brush.
It is of
those things
fully receive,
and
to
fully re-express
at this
they
per-
least
demand
autumn, and
air is at
(if its
men
feel
them.
;
The
the
to
morning
one
enough
welcome
tains
leisurely
in
advance) conit
something
of profound
reminiscence.
and
security,
home.
their
in us
by
on
this
has
autumn, for
Archangel; and
day and the night of All- Hallows on which the dead return.
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
is
good
for a
man's soul to
sit
which happen
in
by some accident
to
be
communion
he has not
these
calling
If
things in their
them up one after another in his mind, then let him write them down as they
come
him upon a piece of paper. They will comfort him they will prove
to
;
To
I
consider such
things
is
a sacramental occupation.
And
yet the
more
less I
what
A woman
smiling at a
little child,
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
holding out her hands towards
in
it,
and
an old
an eager
warm
and windy evening westward towards a clear sunset below dark and flying
clouds
;
denly in manoeuvres,
upon
his business,
all
working
at the
back
flat
to the sea,
and black and smooth, and heavy with purpose under an old wall the
;
;
is
in a little
boat
and
is
merry and
life
wind
in her,
3*
and a balance,
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
rhythm, and give in
all
whether
is
commonly
and
a ship so
taste of
list
my
!
time
:
permitted a lengthy
they are pleasant to
of such things
remember
!
They
glance
sudden comprehension mixed with mercy and humour from the face of a
lover or a friend
;
going by
the
and
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
the shouted halt at the head of the
column
the noise of
many
horses, the
clamour of
all
those ironed
;
hoofs,
chief
and most persistent memory, a great hill when the morning strikes it and
one sees
it
and despairs
of the night.
When
journeyed
those
hours
in
all
which there
along the
for sleep
no colour or shape,
little
and when,
is
is
the
waking soul
the morning
bewildered or despairs,
always a resurrection
it
reveals a
This
last picture I
would particuis
it
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
lend later to the burdened mind of a
man.
many
journeys
so
many
of
rivers
crossed,
them
forded in peril; so
mountain
roads,
so
of plains
the
pictures
that impress
journeys,
no picture more
when
the day
first
strikes
it
after
travel
and
reasons
must be out of the ordinary and must go with some bad strain upon the
mind.
march from an
under
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
the coercion of other men, or perhaps
in terror,
Or
all,
one hur-
would bring, a night empty of sleep and a night whose dreams were waking dreams and
evil.
when
the long
come
;
when the
when colour
to
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
while
all
the
of
air, still
cold, is full of
;
the
scent
morning
while
one
splendid;
when
in the
end of that
revealed,
is fully
and one
finds into
;
has come
then a great
before
meadow upon
its
sides,
peaks
new
land.
a:..
The
sun, in a single
moment and
with
the immediate
call, strikes
summons
once the
is
of a trumpet-
places, and
still
valley,
though
in
shadow,
transfigured,
and
all
manner
of things
Hope
is
the
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
origins of those things together,
and
hope
is
new
quality
is
more than
hope.
Livelihood
number
new
day.
Glory (which,
it,
men would
only
know
illu-
lies
behind
all
true certitude)
and the
things
living light
makes
of the true
now
they appear as
and
creative.
is
This
hill
first
to that
is
to the
common
story
it is
to that hill
music
is
to
verse.
38
And
there lies
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
behind
it,
one
is
one begins
light
limit
to understand, as the
pure
meant by those great phrases which still lead on, still comfort, and still
make darkly
wondering of mankind.
Such
is
the
famous phrase
"
:
has pre-
So much, then,
hill-top at
of
the dark.
Many other things put one into communion with the whole world.
39
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
Who
over a
the ridge
novel or endeared by
either is a
memory
(for
rocks of
Rhone over
I sere,
into
the
Two
as
high
the
shoulders of the
it is
a province of
itself,
by one
river,
and walled
in
up to the
champagne country,
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
moving between great blocks of wood in the Forest of Rheims and always
going upward as the ride leads him, a
man comes
denly sees
to a point
all
whence he sud-
two days
There
is
passing through the plough lands of an empty plateau, a traveller breaks through a little fringe
of chestnut
know.
After
at
most
the
historical of
European
great
things,
chief of
the
capitals
in
of
which
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
is
for
how
long
this world.
Notes
than
and,
stronger even
repeated and simple notes of music, a subtle scent and its association, a
familiar printed page.
test of these
Perhaps the
is
sacramental things
their
power
is
There
be found
in his
" Tales
from
the Norse."
It is called
the Story of
A man
woman on
had found
in his
youth a
:
the Norwegian
faery,
hills
this
woman was
spell
upon
in
her.
of
it
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
her to his father's house, but his father
was a King.
As they went
over-sea
to
and swore
how
they had met and loved each other without warning, but by an act of God,
Come
near his
of the ordinary
he
strange
however,
makes him
human
He
steeped
in
He
forgets his
at
vow and
eats
human
have
food, and
once he forgets.
Then
follows
much
43
for
which
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
not space, but the
woman
in the hut
is
only
troubled
as by
memory
talk
They
strangers
but looking
its
mate
So was
it
with
We see some
one thing
it
in
and suddenly
becomes
a
particular
and sacramental
woman
and a
child, a
;
man
at evening, a troop
of soldiers
we hear
notes of music,
we
ON SACRAMENTAL THINGS
tops of the hills at morning a resurrection,
:
there is
and renewed.
But why
all
these
things are so
man
can
tell.
ON REST
was a
priest
once who
THERE preached
of "
Abba, Father."
On
was "Rest."
He
was
who
heard him were not yet even young. They could not understand at all the
wondered
His eyes
were
illuminated
;
something distant
ill
at ease,
but,
as
were, fixedly
his
pulpit in that
little
chapel of the
shook the
air
ON REST
yet
all this
or the
demand
energy, and
all this
demand
It is
for silence.
I say,
a thing,
incomprehensi-
of each)
there
tion
comes
and
for repose
do not mean
that
effort
final
repose
is
and supreme.
priest, a year or so after
This
his
sermon before
in
country audience
the
He
Rest.
he desired,
What
is
the nature
of this thing
soldiers,
when
ON REST
their
and look
largely
of fighting
men,
momenindifis
tary cheers.
Not
that they
grow
the
common
weal
and
their minds.
had most
in
arms,
their
study of the
details
of
struggle,
to
an army, whether
agony
the writers
had found
48
And
ON REST
throughout the history of Letters
of Civilisation,
friends,
that,
when
For
first
we
mean
haps of Idea
goal, or object, to
which they would have had neither meaning nor existence, and in which
they were at last
fulfilled.
Aristotle
this to
could give no
all his
summing up but
was a
but of each,
49
ON REST
that
God made
when
the world
his great
Rabelais,
Tennyson
for so
many
must be excused
erable,
felt,
as
the
thrumming
ebb
tide
when
know
it
upon Arun
up and pours
into
channels, bears
is like
itself creatively,
and
first
the
manhood
then
of a
man
itself
tentative,
gathering
for
action, then
sweeping suddenly
with
it it
at the
charge.
It carries
the wind
determines
is
the har-
bour
is
immediately
so
ON REST
But the ebb tide
is
of another kind.
authority
it
and
its
obedience and
desire,
;
home and
many hours
and
the stream
It
goes darkly,
is
swiftly,
steadily.
It is
intent, direct,
and
level.
it is
under an
wind, that
evening when
there
is little
presented by
in
material
things.
it
For everything
nature has in
man
that
than
the
meets the
The water
is
at last
;
the work
done
of
consummation.
cities
Men
living
in
have often
Si
ON REST
wondered how
the open
it
in
who knew
and
for
so
is
much
an error
what reward
It
in the
falsifies
their
wonder.
There
is
no reward.
To
die
in battle, to
hedge, to sink or to be
not rewards.
swamped
are
end
there
is
and and
not
everything we do (here
at least,
may
exceed the
little
limits
of
a nature
for
which
itself,
it
neither
Some say
It is the
men
fear death.
theme
It is
vulgar.
not true.
Those who
ready
enough
those
ON REST
perfectly are glad
as though there
and a condition of
their being.
So
it
says
in
is
a sonnet which
And
surcease
Of
violence,
Wherein we
lose our
human
lullabies.
Look up and
That
's
tell
my
little sister,
bed
Where large
For us
is laid
tired children
are played.
of
mankind)
They
are
agreed.
What did
53
ON REST
to the
it
home.
all
the Epics
Some complain
admit
;
afterwards I will
Roland took
as the
end
of battle
who
in
dying thanked
God
in his life
as
St.
you may
And
Anthony
"
come,
little sister
And one who stands way. above most men who write
said
it
right
up
or speak
was the only port after the tide-streams and bar-handling of this
journey.
So
it is
let
us be off to the
hills.
The
silence
inhabit
things.
54
ON COMING TO AN END
OF
in the
all
world
!
world
One would
it
could be done
Well
then,
one would
be wrong.
There
is
no case of Coming to an
it
something of
though Nature and it, though it be true that some achieve a quiet and a perfect
abhorred
and a
jerk, as
end
to
(as, for
not
arrived
toil,
at
utmost
and consequent
Now
this
may be
ON COMING TO AN END
true of sentient
things
It
is
but not of
true
things
inanimate.
even
of things inanimate.
straight railway
spective
try to
you will never find it. Or mark the moment when a small
:
target
becomes
;
invisible.
it
There
is
no
gradation
moment
was
there,
and
you missed
it
on the
canvas.
A
is
moment
it
was gone.
air.
The same
You
and then you do not see it, you only hear its song. And the same is true of that song you hear it and
see
it
:
then
It
is
is
familiar
your
56
ear,
living
and
ON COMING TO AN END
inhabiting the rooms of your house.
There comes a day when it ceases and how positive, how altogether
definite
and hard
is
that
Coming
to
an End.
It
it,
beside the
fire
memory
one a personal
force, as
it
were, of
So much
happens when even one of all our million voices Comes to an End.
It is necessary,
it is
august and
it is
be accomplished and
:
is
something
in that
hidden duality of
and
it is
mankind and
ON COMING TO AN END
the mature conclusion of civilisations
in their
is
not only a
adventure
also.
It
may be
so.
are
mean
the
Coming
to an
End, whether
it
were
the
Coming to an End
is
of the things
we
and conand
is
versation which
our
life
the
Indeed
this
is
you may distinguish the great artists from the mean hucksters and charlatans, that the
first
approach and
reveal
what
it
is
dreadful with
calm
and, as
it
fellows
ON COMING TO AN END
horrible, caring nothing, so that their
shrieks
for
sell,
them or
The
great
as in
it is
that
Ode
to
a Nightingale where
(in
thought good
an immortal phrase)
profitable mort."
The
reading of
it,
no
regret,
when
the
smoke
of the cottages
mixes with autumn vapours among the elms and even that gloomy modern
;
Ode
to the
will
speak of
59
With
human sounds
sacramental
it
says
tale
Of
Her
Of
Home
And
Nor
Enormous through
And
where
it
may
at the last
be fed
....
That
Let
fill
generous breath
me
attain a natural
end of death,
And on
Lay decently
drowsy head,
things made.
The most
ON COMING TO AN END
of poetic or prosaic
phrase prepare
men
properly for
of this
and of
that,
and introduce us
and greater
all,
proudly to the
similar
all
remains at
To be
to
introduced, to be prepared,
all
be armoured,
no
upon
men.
knew
man once
in the
Tourderich,
noise, a
who cared
knew.
This
for the
things he
man took no
and
and
pleasure in
his carefully
ploughed
fields
his harvests.
;
He
For
took pleasure
in
pine trees
he was a
man
of groves
and
61
of the dark.
ON COMING TO AN END
him that things should come to an end was but part of an universal rhythm
;
in the
music of the
This
man would
not a
mere
satisfaction, but
an object and
so
when he had
wandered
for a while
And
in
the
He
could
fish
grafting,
plants,
and
ON COMING TO AN END
He had
fatigued
land.
a face
his
full
of weather,
he
body,
he watched his
He
hum
songs.
He
had
He
a
fifty
years,
and he had
five children,
who were
who were
sailors.
man
man
was
did
like
and the
life in
which he did
it
the farmwork upon a summer's day. He said one works a little and rests,
and works a
drinks,
little
again,
and one
and there
is
a perpetual talk
the wind
falls,
the birds
get
home.
And
as for ourselves,
it is
we
sleepy before
dark.
a third
Then
also I
knew
man who
and
lived in a
clerical
ON COMING TO AN END
did no work, for he had
money
all
of his
own.
we do
it
which we do
is
He
said
when we came
to
an end we
that
vanished,
we vanished
Which
nature of
knew
best the
man and
of his works,
and
of
Why
heart
also
?
so glum,
my
Lad, or
my
Lass
may
be),
why
so heavy at
Why,
woman
of Etaples
who
time
is
ON COMING TO AN END
singers in her house have departed,
in
and
their hall.
in
faint
:
and
is
there
decay and
sands
and
But
evil
their judge.
Be comforted.
Comings
Now
to an
End none
so hesitating as the
and the Public (God Bless the Public) will have whatever it is
short:
given.
65
ON COMING TO AN END
Books, however
ing,
It is
life
much
their linger-
books
also
must Come
to
an End.
man.
Let
They must be
it
sharply
cut
be done
at
once and
fixed as
by a
the
spell
Word
word FINIS.
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