Wednesday, January 28, 2015

A Beautiful Interlude


"Irene sat down at the piano under the electric lamp festooned with pearl grey, and old Jolyon, in an armchair, whence he could see her, crossed his legs and drew slowly at his cigar. She sat for a few moments with her hands on the keys, evidently searching her mind for what to give him. Then she began, and within old Jolyon there arose a sorrowful pleasure, not quite like anything else in the world. He fell slowly into a trance, interrupted only by his hand taking the cigar out of his mouth at long intervals, and replacing it. She was there, and the hock within him, and the scent of tobacco; but there, too, was a world of sunshine lingering into moonlight, and pools with storks upon them, and bluish trees above, glowing with blurs of wine-red roses, and fields of lavender where milk-white cows were grazing, and a woman all shadowy, with dark eyes and a white neck, smiled, holding out her arms; and through air which was like music a star dropped and was caught on a cow's horn. He opened his eyes. Beautiful piece; she played well - the touch of an angel! And he closed them again. He felt miraculously sad and happy, as one does, standing under a lime tree in full honey flower.....
......'Beautiful!' he said. 'Go on - more Chopin.' "
Interlude: Indian Summer of a Forsyte







5 comments:

  1. Aaaah, love this book! I have read the first three novels and two interludes... would love to reread and continue with the entire series.

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    1. I haven't read it before but I'm loving it and very happy to have a year to slowly read and enjoy. Maybe you can the time to join in with the readalong!

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  2. Thank you. that is lovely. I've just finished with the Pallisers and I plan to make a start on the Forsytes very soon.

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    1. It was meant to be a longer post but it's too hot for sitting in front of a computer - the words and the picture can speak for themselves. :-)

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  3. Wow, that was gorgeous. I might have to pick up the book for the beautiful language alone!

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