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herebabymika: Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and space,
To greet you. You will understand.
(JAMES ELROY FLECKER)
Patbrdh: Am on fire with that soft sound
You make, in uttering my name.
James Elroy Flecker
KrizoSusanna: What would ye, ladies? It was ever thus: men are unwise and curiously planned, they have their dreams and do not think of us. - James Elroy Flecker, The Golden Journey to Samarkand.
HopeSteffen: Between the Pedestals of Night and Morning
Between red death and radiant desire
With not one sound of triumph or of warning
Stands the great sentry on the Bridge of Fire
- James Elroy Flecker, The bridge of fire
Jo_History: Happy new Week !
'Give all thy day to dreaming and all thy night to sleep:
Let not Ambition's Tyger devour Contentment's Sheep !'
James Elroy Flecker
JamilKhanPk: We are the Pilgrims,Master:We shall go always a little further. It maybe behind that last blue mountain topped with snow across that angry or that glimmering sea,White on a throne,or guarded in a cave,there lives a prophet who can understand
Why men are born.
James Elroy Flecker
Sean_Sako: “We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea,” James Elroy Flecker
iswearenglish: A Ship, An Isle, A Sickle Moon Poem by James Elroy Flecker - Summary Analysis - A Ship, An Isle, A Sickle Moon by James Elroy Flecker
1884 – 1915
cravpup: We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go Always a little further; it may be Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea... but surely we are brave,
Who take the Golden Road to Samarkand.
James Elroy Flecker
johnstonglenn: Poet James Elroy Flecker died aged 30 OTD in 1915. It was said to be the greatest premature loss to English literature since the death of Keats.
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:
I was a poet, I was young.
peterdamianent1: The Old Ships - James Elroy Flecker I have seen old ships like swans asleep Beyond the village which men call Tyre, With leaden age o'ercargoed, dipping deep For Famagusta and the hidden sun That rings black Cyprus with a lake of fire; And all...
Belottoh0: “We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea"
James Elroy Flecker- The Golden Road to Samarkand
kcnyz: — James Elroy Flecker, from The Collected Poems; “We That Were Friends,”
AsaYounts: just saw a picture of James Elroy Flecker and it looks like a posed corpse, which seems in poor taste to say the least
johnstonglenn: Poet and dramatist James Elroy Flecker was born in Lewisham, London OTD in 1884. Sylvia Beach carried several books by and about him at Shakespeare and Company, including his verse drama Hassan and Geraldine Hodgson's biography.
MacCocktail: "The poet's business is not to save the soul of man but to make it worth saving."
― James Elroy Flecker (born this day, November 5, 1884)
authordlewis: Col. Mayne would carry a book of poetry, Other Men’s Flowers, into battle. It includes James Elroy Flecker’s The Golden Road To Samarkand, the opening lines of which are: 'We are the pilgrims, master; we shall go / Always a little further ...' As told in
Cressbrook_Sed: Attaboy Bertie, first ‘Long Block’ notched-up this morning.
‘We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea…’
James Elroy Flecker
WalkerLeftie: 'For lust of knowing what should not be known
We take the Golden Road to Samarkand.'
James Elroy Flecker.
LadyKalma: We travel not for trafficking alone:
By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned:
For lust of knowing what should not be known
We take the golden road to Samarkand.
-The Golden Road to Samarkand, James Elroy Flecker
maharelillo: "We travel not for trafficking alone;
By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned:
For lust of knowing what should not be known,
We take the Golden Road to Samarkand."
(By James Elroy Flecker, 1884-1915)
This August I made one dream come true and travel…
blue_prop: "We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea..."
James Elroy Flecker
ByronAdera: White on a throne or guarded in a cave
There lies a prophet who can understand
Why men were born: but surely we are brave,
Who take the Golden Road to Samarkand."
James Elroy Flecker
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clearlyGG: Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and space
To greet you. You will understand.
– James Elroy Flecker
plastic_bio: I have seen old ships sail like swans asleep.
- James Elroy Flecker
aajtakorgin: Georgian Poetry and James Elroy Flecker
ephemeracity: A lovely little handwritten and decorated notebook, illustrating two poems by James Elroy Flecker. Dated 1923, and very much in the style of Aubrey Beardsley
aajtakorgin: Georgian Poetry and James Elroy Flecker
ozgurozturknet: White on a throne or guarded in a cave
There lies a prophet who can understand
Why men were born: but surely we are brave,
Who take the Golden Road to Samarkand.
James Elroy Flecker
Der_Musikant: Goldschmidt: Mediterranean Songs - The Old Ships (James Elroy Flecker)
Book_Addict: Happy birthday English writer/poet/playwright James Elroy Flecker (November 5, 1884), author of the 1914 novel "The King of Alsander" et al.
billingham229b: TBT
we are the pilgrims master , we shall go Always a little further it may be beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow , across that Angry or that glimmering sea !!
-james elroy flecker-
He who dares..
billyprime: "We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage
and swear that beauty lives though lilies die
We poets of the proud old lineage
who sing to find your hearts, we know not why"
– James Elroy Flecker (1913)
The ever-wonderful Jacs Fishburne for your Sunday. Photo and accessories by me.
JasonJMurdoch: We travel not for trafficking alone
By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned
For lust of knowing what should not be known
We take the Golden Road to Samarkand
– James Elroy Flecker
JasonJMurdoch: We travel not for trafficking alone
By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned
For lust of knowing what should not be known
We take the Golden Road to Samarkand
– James Elroy Flecker
abhishaar: James Elroy Flecker’s “To A Poet A Thousand Years Hence.”
dinobonao: A poeta dentro de unos mil años
Poema de James Elroy Flecker
Me topé con él por Borges quien conmovido cita quatrain:
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:
I was a poet, I was young.
Flecker le habla al futuro
JaneVsw: As near as you're going to get to a slightly wonky 5'4" me, almost vertical (six years ago when I was walking a lot more). Next to the grave of James Elroy Flecker in Cheltenham.
weareji: "And God shall make thy body pure,
And give thee knowledge to endure
This ghost-life's piercing phantom pain,
And bring thee out to Life again."
~ James Elroy Flecker
JohnSim19408099: We are the Pilgrims, master;
We shall go always a little further;
It may be beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow,
Across that angry or that glimmering sea! - James Elroy Flecker
__kingOfLimbs__: —James Elroy Flecker
betenoiredoxie: James Elroy Flecker, from “To A Poet A Thousand Years Hence,” written c. October 1910
_SueKali: 1. Royal heart - Andrea Gibson (Listen to her recitation of it)
2. The Butterfly Effect- David Hernandez
3. To a poet 1000 years hence - James Elroy flecker
Marbuc3: "We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Or across that angry glimmering sea, for surely we are brave."
-James Elroy Flecker
'The Golden Road to Samarkand'
PriestOutWest: Now I have to write James Elroy Flecker into my thesis.
Anton made me.
LmdeeleyLorna: James Elroy Flecker
ClarkeMicah: ‘Beauty she was statue-cold. There’s blood upon her gown’ . James Elroy Flecker ‘The Dying Patriot’.
poetryinaction1: Georgian Poetry and James Elroy Flecker
TimothyFerg1: Hialmar Speaks to the Raven by James Elroy Flecker
ElisaReviews: It happened today:
Howard W. Meyer (1954 – January 3, 2015)
James Elroy Flecker (November 5, 1884 – January 3, 1915)
Jeri Ann Harvey (born January 3, 1934)
John M. Woolsey (January 3, 1877 – May 4, 1945)
jspoet95: “O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone;
I was a poet, I was young.”
*James Elroy Flecker*!
MichaelShindler: James Elroy Flecker's (1884 - 1915) belated sadboy dm slide to the e girl reading this
EugeneIpavec: Anyway, what made me think of this is James Elroy Flecker 1908 mini-apocalypse The Last Generation, which is clever and savage and surprisingly fun - an Edwardian Children of Men.
NORTHTRENTON: Happy Birthday to Ida Tarbell (d. 1944), Chittaranjan Das (d. 1925), Edwin Flack (d. 1935), Otto Wahle (d. 1963), George A. Malcolm (d. 1961), P. Moe Nin (d. 1940), James Elroy Flecker (d. 1915), Will Durant (d. 1981), Sadae Inoue (d. 1961) and Paul Wittgenstein (d. 1961).
Book_Addict: Happy birthday English writer/poet/playwright James Elroy Flecker (November 5, 1884), author of the 1914 novel "The King of Alsander" et al.
CatholicPods: Born today: English novelist, playwright and poet James Elroy Flecker (1884-1915).
O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night, alone:
I was a poet, I was young.
--from "To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence"
MacCocktail: "The poet's business is not to save the soul of man but to make it worth saving."
― James Elroy Flecker (born this day, November 5, 1884)
shannonibhriain: tonight I have discovered James Elroy Flecker - I will never be the same.
planninganon: When the great markets by the sea shut fast
All that calm Sunday that goes on and on:
When even lovers find their peace at last,
And Earth is but a star, that once had shone.
'The Golden Journey To Samarkand' by James Elroy Flecker, one of my favourite poems.
amustnews: The Proud Old Lineage
[ “We poets of the proud old lineage
who sing to find your hearts, we know not why..”
James Elroy Flecker. The Golden Journey To Samarkand.”]
Reg Naulty.
irvoneil: I, too, have many, many books..
But had never heard of James Elroy Flecker's THE LAST GENERATION..thank you! His poem "To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence" is one of my greatest faves...
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TypeAndForme: ‘He was wrapped up in poetics, making a wide, exact, skilful study of how other men had written. He left untouched none of the sources of European verse’. T.E. Lawrence on his friend James Elroy Flecker (1884-1915), whom he first met in Beirut in 1912.
docrualaoich: “We travel not for trafficking alone:
By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned:
For lust of knowing what should not be known
We take the golden road to Samarkand.”
—James Elroy Flecker (
exitthelemming: 581 The Old Ships by James Elroy Flecker, read by Prunella Scales
somequotesbot: "But have you wine and music still,And statues and a bright-eyed love,And foolish thoughts of good and ill,And prayers to them who sit above?" - James Elroy Flecker
ricardovlago: A PILGRIM WITH A BEAUTIFUL VOICE :
Sweet to ride forth at evening from the wells
When shadows pass gigantic on the sand,
And softly through the silence beat the bells
Along the Golden Road to Samarkand.
James Elroy Flecker
1884-1915
mjflaxton: We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further; it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow
Across that angry or that glimmering sea,
James Elroy Flecker
abdurashid: New post in BellaMarKanal: James Elroy Flecker
THE GOLDEN JOURNEY TO SAMARKAND
We are the Pilgrims, master; we shall go
Always a little further: it may be
Beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow,
Across that angry or that glimmering sea,
Whi…
BillBri60149564: I found the Haiku very short. For a long poem The Golden Road to Samarkand by James Elroy Flecker
exitthelemming: 364 The Golden Journey To Samarkand (Prologue) by James Elroy Flecker
planninganon: from 'Oak and Olive', by James Elroy Flecker. God bless rainy summers.
carolavelle: New Patreon post for patrons :-) A song that I wrote a long time ago that was inspired by the same poem by James Elroy Flecker that also inspired two Secret Sky songs x Episode 8: Part of the Fire
pilgrimscharity: 2/2 "Only then will you be at peace
with yourself
and be able to know and to say;
“I look down the farthest side of the mountain,
fulfilled and understanding all,
and truly content that
I lived a full life and one
that was my own choice” James Elroy Flecker
exitthelemming: In praise of poets, poetry and the creation of poems today. James Elroy Flecker reaches out across a millennium, Brian Patten offers a blade of grass and the young Ted Hughes hunts down a poem and arrives in powerful style.
The poetry jukebox is here:
exitthelemming: 218 To A Poet A Thousand Years Hence by James Elroy Flecker
PabloDiscobar8: We are the Pilgrims, master : we shall go Always a little further . It may be beyond that last blue mountain barred with snow. Across that angry or glimmering sea. James Elroy Flecker.
exitthelemming: 180 Oxford Canal by James Elroy Flecker
exitthelemming: Three works of English place and identity today: James Elroy Flecker on the Oxford Canal, GK Chesterton on a drunken walk (read by my Da) and the lyrics of Wimbledon's FA Cup Final song, for the 32nd anniversary of that great day in May 1988.
The poem closest to my heart so far
ClarkeMicah: 3/3
James Elroy Flecker
RogerHelmerMEP: A poem for VE Day: "The Dying Patriot" by James Elroy Flecker
strangetruther: Two amazing things just happened:
1: I learned that James Elroy Flecker was not American but English, born in BLEEDING LEWISHAM!! but died aged 31!
2: I was studying a tweet but Twitter suddenly scrolled up and I lost it - but much later opened a 2nd Home.. & THERE IS WAS!!
irvoneil: One of my favorite poems, by James Elroy Flecker:
consol8ion: ‘To a Poet a Thousand Years Hence’ - James Elroy Flecker (1884 - 1915)
ClarkeMicah: 1/4 Poem of the Day.from 'The Old Ships' by James Elroy Flecker :
'I have seen old ships sail like swans asleep/
Beyond the village which men still call Tyre,
With leaden age o'ercargoed,dipping deep/
for Famagusta and the hidden sun/
That rings black Cyprus with a lake of fire
planninganon: James Elroy Flecker writing lovingly on the English climate, having been British consul in the Lebanon.
tobiasjlewis: We travel not for trafficking alone;
By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned.
- James Elroy Flecker, The Golden Journey to Samarkand
AaronMBaugher: “Since I can never see your face,
And never shake you by the hand,
I send my soul through time and Space to greet you. You will understand.”
-James Elroy Flecker
marinakukso: anyone know any work linking "adventure"/"exploration" w/will & colonialism in context of antarctica? cuz: "adhered to the S.A.S.’s unofficial motto, “Always a little further”—a line from James Elroy Flecker’s 1913 poem “The Golden Journey to Samarkand.”"
frontier_anon: The dragon-green, the luminous, the dark, the serpent-haunted sea
-James Elroy Flecker, The Gates of Damascus
JoelCSandel: The beautifully gentle, lightly impressionistic, Intermezzo and Serenade from Frederick Delius’s incidental music to James Elroy Flecker’s “Hassan”, composed in 1920. The gorgeous recording is by The Hallé Orchestra, conducted by Sir John...
studentclub: James Elroy Flecker - Poem: 'To a Poet a Thousand Years hence'
studentclub: "The Golden Journey To Samarkand" by James Elroy Flecker (read by Tom O'...
studentclub: The Dying Patriot by James Elroy Flecker (read by Tom O'Bedlam)
AlbertoMiguelF5: 50th anniversary today of "On Her Majesty's Secret Service," the (very good) Bond movie with George Lazenby. Also has some great "additional dialogue" from novelist Simon Raven and quote from poet James Elroy Flecker (d. 1915).
bal_betul: "We travel not for trafficking alone
By hotter winds our fiery hearts are fanned
For lust of knowing what should not be known
we make the Golden Journey to Samarkand"
wrote James Elroy Flecker.
Tarihi İpek yolunun kalbi, oryantalistlerin göz bebeği Semerkand'da gün batımı
johnnychinjax: O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,
Student of our sweet English tongue,
Read out my words at night alone :
I was a poet, I was young.
•James Elroy Flecker
MetrisLeader: SAS hero who saved hundreds in Kenya awarded cross for gallantry
NORTHTRENTON: Happy Birthday to Ida Tarbell (d. 1944), Chittaranjan Das (d. 1925), Edwin Flack (d. 1935), Otto Wahle (d. 1963), George A. Malcolm (d. 1961), P. Moe Nin (d. 1940), James Elroy Flecker (d. 1915), Will Durant (d. 1981), Sadae Inoue (d. 1961) and Paul Wittgenstein (d. 1961).
NHaliloglu: We meet again Mr. James Elroy Flecker
todayquotes: "The poet's business is not to save the soul of man but to make it worth saving."
James Elroy Flecker, wb 135 today
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