...stared down at the boats, at the sleeping men who at night had come to them from the sea. Nothing moved. The fronds of palms stood still against the sky. Not...navigators, so old, so mysterious, resplendent and somber, living and unchanged, full of danger and promise. And these were the men. I sat up suddenly....

...stared down at the boats, at the sleeping men who at night had come to them from the sea. Nothing moved. The fronds of palms stood still against the sky. Not...big leaves that hung shining and still like leaves v forged of heavy metal. This was the East of the ancient navigators, so old, so mysterious, resplendent...

...them, brown roofs of hidden houses peeped ' through the big leaves that hung shining and still.' And ' this was the East of the ancient navigators, so old, so mysterious.' His ship is gone, and his plight is desperate ; but he has attained the desire of his youth. When the...

...them, brown roofs of hidden houses peeped ' through the big leaves that hung shining and still.' And ' this was the East of the ancient navigators, so old, so mysterious.' His ship is gone, and his plight is desperate ; but he has attained the desire of his youth. When the...

...the sleeping men who at night had come to them from the sea. Nothing moved. The fronds of pa 1 in- stood still against the sky. Not a branch stirred...living and unchanged, full of danger and promise. And these were the men. I sat up suddenly. A wave of movement passed through the crowd from end to...

...all these beings stared without a murmur, without a sigh, without a movement. . . . Nothing moved. The fronds of palms stood still against the sky. Not...living and unchanged, full of danger and promise." And that is the East which has exercised its spell upon Occidental poetry for centuries — on Goethe,...

...boats, at the sleeping men who at night had come to them from the sea. Nothing moved. The fronds of ,x palms stood still against the sky. Not a branch stirred...living and unchanged, full of danger and promise. And these were the men. I sat up suddenly. A wave of movement passed through the crowd from end to...

...stared down at the boats, at the sleeping men who at night had come to them from the sea. Nothing moved. The fronds of palms stood still against the sky. Not...metal. This was the East of the ancient navigators, so pld, so mysterious, resplendent and sombre, living and unchanged, full of danger and promise. And these...

...stared down at the boats, at the sleeping men who at night had come to them from the sea. Nothing moved. The fronds of palms stood still against the sky. Not...leaves forged of heavy metal. This was the East of the navigators, so old, so mysterious, resplendent 119 and somber, living and unchanged, full of danger...

.... . The mysterious East, . . . perfumed like a flower, silent like death, dark like a grave. . . . The East of the ancient navigators, so old, so mysterious,...living and unchanged, full of danger and promise." Folk (1903) has an Eastern setting, Bangkok aga1n, but the happenings that had made its dour Scandinavian...