{"product_id":"2940015488760","title":"THE CERTAIN HOUR","description":"CONTENTS\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \"_Ballad of the Double-Soul_\"\u003cbr\u003e  AUCTORIAL INDUCTION\u003cbr\u003e  BELHS CAVALIERS\u003cbr\u003e  BALTHAZAR'S DAUGHTER\u003cbr\u003e  JUDITH'S CREED\u003cbr\u003e  CONCERNING CORINNA\u003cbr\u003e  OLIVIA'S POTTAGE\u003cbr\u003e  A BROWN WOMAN\u003cbr\u003e  PRO HONORIA\u003cbr\u003e  THE IRRESISTIBLE OGLE\u003cbr\u003e  A PRINCESS OF GRUB STREET\u003cbr\u003e  THE LADY OF ALL OUR DREAMS\u003cbr\u003e  \"_Ballad of Plagiary_\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e_BALLAD OF THE DOUBLE-SOUL_\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"_Les Dieux, qui trop aiment ses faceties cruelles_\"--PAUL VERVILLE.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  In the beginning the Gods made man, and fashioned the sky and the sea,\u003cbr\u003e  And the earth's fair face for man's dwelling-place, and\u003cbr\u003e    this was the Gods' decree:--\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \"Lo, We have given to man five wits: he discerneth folly and sin;\u003cbr\u003e  He is swift to deride all the world outside, and blind\u003cbr\u003e    to the world within:\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  \"So that man may make sport and amuse Us, in battling\u003cbr\u003e    for phrases or pelf,\u003cbr\u003e  Now that each may know what forebodeth woe to his\u003cbr\u003e    neighbor, and not to himself.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  Yet some have the Gods forgotten,--or is it that subtler mirth\u003cbr\u003e  The Gods extort of a certain sort of folk that cumber the earth?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  _For this is the song of the double-soul, distortedly two in one,--_\u003cbr\u003e  _Of the wearied eyes that still behold the fruit ere the seed be sown,_\u003cbr\u003e  _And derive affright for the nearing night from the light_\u003cbr\u003e    _of the noontide sun._\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  For one that with hope in the morning set forth, and knew never a fear,\u003cbr\u003e  They have linked with another whom omens bother; and\u003cbr\u003e    he whispers in one's ear.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  And one is fain to be climbing where only angels have trod,\u003cbr\u003e  But is fettered and tied to another's side who fears that\u003cbr\u003e    it might look odd.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  And one would worship a woman whom all perfections dower,\u003cbr\u003e  But the other smiles at transparent wiles; and he quotes\u003cbr\u003e    from Schopenhauer.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  Thus two by two we wrangle and blunder about the earth,\u003cbr\u003e  And that body we share we may not spare; but the Gods\u003cbr\u003e    have need of mirth.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  _So this is the song of the double-soul, distortedly two in one.--_\u003cbr\u003e  _Of the wearied eyes that still behold the fruit ere the seed be sown,_\u003cbr\u003e  _And derive affright for the nearing night from the light_\u003cbr\u003e    _of the noontide sun._\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAUCTORIAL INDUCTION\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\"_These questions, so long as they remain with the Muses, may very well\u003cbr\u003ebe unaccompanied with severity, for where there is no other end of\u003cbr\u003econtemplation and inquiry but that of pastime alone, the understanding\u003cbr\u003eis not oppressed; but after the Muses have given over their riddles to\u003cbr\u003eSphinx,--that is, to practise, which urges and impels to action, choice\u003cbr\u003eand determination,--then it is that they become torturing, severe and\u003cbr\u003etrying._\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  From the dawn of the day to the dusk he toiled,\u003cbr\u003e  Shaping fanciful playthings, with tireless hands,--\u003cbr\u003e  Useless trumpery toys; and, with vaulting heart,\u003cbr\u003e  Gave them unto all peoples, who mocked at him,\u003cbr\u003e  Trampled on them, and soiled them, and went their way.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  Then he toiled from the morn to the dusk again,\u003cbr\u003e  Gave his gimcracks to peoples who mocked at him,\u003cbr\u003e  Trampled on them, deriding, and went their way.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  Thus he labors, and loudly they jeer at him;--\u003cbr\u003e  That is, when they remember he still exists.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e  _Who_, you ask, _is this fellow_?--What matter names?\u003cbr\u003e  He is only a scribbler who is content.","brand":"SAP","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47070938824944,"sku":"2940015488760","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940015488760","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}