The Tongue Set Free: Memories of a European Childhood

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Compare and contrast the portrayal of the "unknown" or "unseen" in "By Divers Path" with the beginning of "Christus!" What different aspects of human experience or perception does Dorr explore through these distinct narrative approaches and atmospheres?

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The passages do not provide a direct comparison of the "unknown" or "unseen" across the two poems, as they are separate works by Julia Caroline Dorr, not from the same book as the question implies. In "By Divers Path," the unknown is portrayed through a mysterious, unnamed person encountered by chance, with a "subtile kinship" growing from silent, casual greetings [1]. The narrative focuses on the unseen aspects of identity and connection, emphasizing a gentle, unworldly atmosphere where paths cross without planned meetings or spoken names.

In "Christus!," the unknown is a haunting, repeated cry of "Christus!" that Elsie hears amid a storm, which the villagers dismiss as "only the wild wind" [3]. This explores a different aspect of human experience: the perception of a supernatural or desperate call, leading Elsie to search until she finds a buried Spanish sailor [4]. The atmosphere is one of terror, awe, and determination, contrasting with the quiet, subtle kinship of the first poem.

The passages do not contain enough to fully compare the narrative approaches or explore Dorr's broader themes, as they are isolated excerpts. They show that "By Divers Path" uses the unknown to…

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← The King's Touch Poems by Julia Caroline Dorr "By Divers Path" The Blind Bird's Nest → 4570927 Poems — "By Divers Path" Julia Caroline Dorr ​ "BY DIVERS PATHS" Unknown to me thy name or state, Save that a mantle saintly Of rare and sweet unworldliness Enfolded thee most quaintly. We came and went by divers paths; We planned nor time, nor meeting; We spake not, save by nod, or smile, Or glance of casual greeting. Yet, led by some strange chance or fate To-day by ruined altars, Where, strained through clustering ivy leaves The pitying sunshine falters; To-morrow where your blue lakes shine,…
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← This Day Poems by Julia Caroline Dorr "Christus!" The Kiss → 4571061 Poems — "Christus!" Julia Caroline Dorr ​ "CHRISTUS!" Over the desolate sea-side town With a terrible tumult the night came down, And the fierce wind swept through the empty street, With the drifting snow for a winding-sheet. Elsie, the fisherman's daughter, in bed Lay and listened in awe and dread, But sprang to her feet in sudden fear When over the tempest, loud and clear, A voice cried, "Christus!" "Christus! Christus!" and nothing more. Was it a cry at the cottage-door? She left her chamber with flying feet; She…
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w; Yet again through the hush, as faint and far As if it came from another star, A voice sighed "Christus!" ​ "Christus! Christus!" Who can it be, O Christ our Lord, that is calling Thee In a foreign tongue, with a woe as wild As that of some lost, forsaken child? She turned from the window with a startled gaze: She clasped her hands in a pale amaze, Hearkening still, till again she heard, As in a waking dream, the word— That strange word, "Christus!" Then over the hill with weary feet She toiled through the drifts to the village-street. The villagers gathered in eager haste, And all day long…
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ind overhead, Your cry of 'Christus!'" She watched their going with earnest eyes: Hark! what voice to the taunt replies? The trees were still as if struck with death; The wind was soft as a baby's breath; The sobbing sea was asleep at last, Scourged no more by the furious blast; Yet, surely as ever from human tongue A cry of grief or despair was wrung, Some voice sighed, "Christus!" Burned on her cheek a sudden flame As her heart's strong throbbings went and came, And she stood alone on the lonely shore, Gazing the wide black waters o'er. ​ "Whether it comes from heaven or hell, This voice I…
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← Weaving the Web Poems by Julia Caroline Dorr The "Christus" of Oberammergau Rabbi Benaiah → 4571041 Poems — The "Christus" of Oberammergau Julia Caroline Dorr ​ THE "CHRISTUS" OF THE PASSION PLAY OF OBERAMMERGAU How does life seem to thee? I long to look Into thine inmost soul, and see if thou Art even as other men! Oh, set apart And consecrate so long to purpose high, Canst thou take up again our common lot, And live as we live? Canst thou buy and sell, Stoop to small needs, and petty ministries, Work and get gain, eat, drink, and soundly sleep, Sin and repent, as these thy brethren do?…
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