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Title: Mummery
A Tale of Three Idealists
Author: Gilbert Cannan
Release Date: July 23, 2009 [EBook #29500]
Language: English
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MUMMERY
A TALE OF THREE IDEALISTS
BY
GILBERT CANNAN
LONDON: 48 PALL MALL
W. COLLINS SONS & CO. LTD.
GLASGOW -- MELBOURNE -- AUCKLAND
Copyright 1918
BY THE SAME AUTHOR
NOVELS
PETER HOMUNCULUS
LITTLE BROTHER
ROUND THE CORNER
OLD MOLE
YOUNG EARNEST
THREE PRETTY MEN
MENDEL
THE STUCCO HOUSE
PINK ROSES
FOUR PLAYS
EVERYBODY'S HUSBAND
WINDMILLS
SATIRE
THE JOY OF THE THEATRE
FREEDOM
THE ANATOMY OF SOCIETY
NOEL
POEMS
TO ARIEL
AMY GWEN WILSON
Shakespeare dreamed you, Ariel,
In a poet's ecstasy.
I have loved and dare not tell
Of your being's mystery.
Ariel, from Shakespeare's dream
Flown into my love on earth,
You shall help me to redeem
Love and truth denied their birth.
In a world by Caliban
Brutalised and done to death,
We will weave a spell that Man
May in freedom draw his breath.
CONTENTS
CHAP.
I. A DESCENT ON LONDON
II. THE DWELLERS IN ENCHANTMENT
III. IMPERIUM
IV. BEHIND THE SCENES
V. THE OTHER WOMAN
VI. BIRDS AND FISHES
VII. SUPPER
VIII. SOLITUDE
IX. MAGIC
X. THE ENGLISH LAKES
XI. CHARING CROSS ROAD
XII. RODD AT HOME
XIII. THE TEMPEST
XIV. VERSCHOYLE FORGETS HIMSELF
XV. IN BLOOMSBURY
XVI. ARIEL
XVII. SUCCESS
XVIII. LOVE
I
A DESCENT ON LONDON
On a day in August, in one of those swiftly-moving years which hurried
Europe towards the catastrophe awaiting it, there arrived in London a
couple of unusual appearance, striking, charming, and amusing. The man
was tall, big, and queerly compounded of sensitive beauty and stodgy
awkwardness. He entered London with an air of hostility; sniffed
distastefully the smells of the station, peered in distress through the
murky light, an
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