Kwaidan: Stories and Studies of Strange Things by Lafcadio Hearn
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-- Much of this seeming would be due to the inhalation of that ghostly atmosphere -- but not all. For the spell wrought by the dead is only the charm of an Ideal, the glamour of an ancient hope;-- and something of that hope has found fulfillment in many hearts ,-- in the simple beauty of unselfish lives,-- in the sweetness of Woman... -- Evil winds from the West are blowing over Horai; and the magical atmosphere, alas! is shrinking away before them. It lingers now in patches only, and bands,-- like those long bright bands of cloud that train across the landscapes of Japanese painters. Under these shreds of the elfish vapor you still can find Horai -- but not everywhere... Remember that Horai is also called Shinkiro, which signifies Mirage,-- the Vision of the Intangible. And the Vision is fading,-- never again to appear save in pictures and poems and dreams... INSECT STUDIES BUTTERFLIES I |
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