QUOTATIONS FROM THE IMMORTALS

Have you learned lessons only of those who admired you.

and who were tender with you, and stood aside for you?

Have you not learned great lessons from those who reject you, and brace themselves against you, or who treat you with contempt or dispute the passage with you?

Walt Whitman

MEMORY OF SAN FRANCISCO

City of darkness, city of light,

Memory of silver fog-bourne night; Long and deep the sea-mist falls,

The wind blows, the bittern calls.

For whither the wind blows, there go I, Haunted forever by sea-green eyes.

Sea-green eyes in a tall dim room,

Candlelight misting into the womb' Of night where ecstacy lights a flame Of silver too quick to hold or tame.

For where and when can mortal hold

Shadows, dreams, or moonlight gold; So whither the wind blows, there go I, Haunted forever by sea-green eyes.

Sea-green eyes, driftwood soul; Far off, a foghorn's toll. Long and deep the sea-mist falls,

The wind blows, the bittern calls.

Barbara Stephens

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