2 edition of Memoirs of a midget found in the catalog.
Memoirs of a midget
Walter De la Mare
|Statement||by Walter De la Mare.|
|Series||Zephyr books -- v. 127|
|The Physical Object|
|Pagination||322 p. --|
|Number of Pages||322|
I realize that sometimes I was pretending things, yet did not know that I was pretending" p. Better brains than mine have puzzled over these questions, and perhaps if I had studied the philosophers I should know the answers. Morning and evening appeared my father's great face in the doorway, his eyebrows lifted high above his spectacles. I stood there lost in wonder in the grey, luminous gloom. To judge from the tales which I have read or have been told about children, I must have been old for my age.
Setting a story years in the past, selecting a narrator of the opposite gender, and making that narrator physically different seems almost like asking for it. Project Gutenberg updates its listing of IP addresses approximately monthly. Memoirs of a Midget is not a fast read, but it is a deep one. That's the bravest thing to do. I tried to be polite, but this only increased her vexation.
But there's the next world to be accounted for, and hopes of reunion on another sh. One glance into the obscure vacancy of the room behind me persuaded me to remain where I was, though the rain drove me further and further into the corner of my balcony. Even tact was unavailing. All above and beneath them, roamed the animals, birds, insects, and infinitesimals of Eden, including a long-tailed monkey on an elephant, a jerboa, a dancing crocodile, and—who but our cat Miaou, carrying off a mouse! He made me feel intensely self-conscious. But in His Sight all men are equal.
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The farther back into history an author sets a novel, the more alien the point of view becomes. Messrs Harris, Harris, and Harris were punctual as quarter-day: and so was I.
Curiosity vanquished the first gulp of horror. A simple enough request, but surprisingly received.
No, nor can I. It was raining. I can perfectly recall my childish figure as I stood with endless satisfaction surveying my reflection in a looking-glass on the Christmas morning after my ninth birthday. I stowed the rest under lock and key in one of my grandfather's boxes which I kept under my bed.
One of them is among my first remembrances. Bowater as her housekeeper and himself as an occasional visitor. Such was our cook's—Mrs Ballard's—story. And yet, apparently, not much the happier for that. He wrapped himself in a veritable blanket of reflection, and all but became unconscious before he proposed a most ingenious device.
At the time I thought she was merely lumpish and stupid. I would entertain myself also in watching through the muslin curtains the few pa. He turned his face away to conceal the aversion that had suddenly overwhelmed him at sight of me.
Accomplished writers they may be, but—well, never mind. So my eye would often wander up to a small bookcase that hung out of reach on the other side of the chimney-piece. There I kept the anniversary of my mother's birthday; twined a wreath for her of ivy-flowers and winter green; and hid it secretly in a forsaken blackbird's nest in the woods.
I rose from my chair, walked away from my visitor, and peered through my muslin curtains at the green and shine and blue. I leapt up, ran across the table, tripped over a hairbrush, and fell sprawling beside my father's watch.
His chief mourners were his creditors. Friends, as friends will, professed to see a likeness between us. It grieves me that from the wreckage of your father's affairs you must not anticipate a further straw of assistance.
On some upper branch of my family tree must have flourished the salamander. Pollie would maunder about with a broom, or stand idly staring out of the window.pages. White and orange cloth. Pages and binding are presentable with no major defects.
Minor issues present such as mild cracking, inscriptions, inserts, moderate foxing, tanning and thumb marking. Paper cover has mild edge wear with visible ru. Memoirs of a Midget | This is a reproduction of a book published before This book may have occasional imperfections such as missing or blurred pages, poor pictures, errant marks, etc.
that were either part of the original artifact, or were introduced by the scanning process. MEMOIRS OF A MIDGET is a highly original novel that mingles poetry and social criticism.
Exquisitely written, it has an unfailing charm and interest. The careful and exact use of the proper. Talk:Memoirs of a Midget Jump to -John Bayley (The New York Review of Book [sic]) This quotation from the late English critic John Bayley from the book jacket blurb (Paul Dry reprint) may be misattributed, as I can't find it using the NYRB index or on Project Muse or Jstor.
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