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The passages show that the geographical and architectural diversity in "By Divers Path" provides a series of contrasting backdrops that shape the encounters and the evolving relationship. The speakers meet "by ruined altars" where "the pitying sunshine falters," then "where your blue lakes shine," on "Helvellyn's lofty crest," and "where deep organ-thunders roll / Through grand cathedral arches" at "stately Durham's triple towers" [1]. These varied settings—from ruined and natural to grand and architectural—create a sense of chance and fate, as the speakers "came and went by divers paths" with no planned meetings, yet "a subtile kinship grew / To silent recognition" [1].
The specific backdrops collectively emphasize the relationship's gradual, unspoken development. The ruined altars and cathedral arches evoke solemnity and timelessness, while the lakes and mountain crests suggest natural beauty and transience. This diversity reinforces that the encounters are "led by some strange chance or fate" [1], and the relationship remains mysterious, with the speakers not knowing "each other's name nor mission" [1]. The poem later adds a meeting on a "princely street" beneath a "castle old…
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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,…
ppointed place In the unmeasured realms of space, High as heaven, or deep as hell, Thou dost lie what tongue can tell? Send from out thy mystic portals With the holy chrism to-day, One of all thy high immortals Who shall teach me what to say! O beloveds, all the air Was a faint, ethereal mist Touched with rose and amethyst— Glints of gold, and here and there Purple 'splendors that were gone, Like the glory of the dawn, Ere one caught them. Soft and gray, Lit by many a pearly ray, Were the low skies bending dim To the far horizon's rim; And the landscape stretched away, Fair, illusive, like…
here and there, we met, nor knew Each other's name nor mission, The while a subtile kinship grew To silent recognition. At length where stretched a princely street In long, receding splendor, Down which the golden sunshine threw A radiance warm and tender; While far above us, frowning, hung A castle old and hoary, Stern on its battlemented heights Renowned in song and story; And near us, throned in marble state, O'er time and death victorious, He sat, the magic of whose pen Made king and castle glorious— There, face to face, once more we met, Like leaves in autumn weather, That blown afar…
ic dreams of Paradise, Or of woful depths infernal, Slow they passed before mine eyes. Oh, the vision's pallid splendor! Oh, the grandeur of their mien— Kin, by birthright proud and tender, To the matchless Florentine! In stately solitude, Whereon might none intrude— Majestic, grand and calm, And bearing each the palm; Dwelling, serene and fair, In most enchanted air, Where softest music crept O'er harp-strings deftly swept, And organ-thunders rolled Like storm-winds through the wold, They stood in strength sublime Beyond the bounds of time— They who had been a part Of Milton's mighty…
pity let me creep Under her wing for shelter. Then she died, And even that poor semblance of a home Was mine no longer. Yet, as the years went on, Out of the dust and moil I grew as tall And fair as lily in a garden plot, Shut in by ivied cloisters—Let it pass!— God knows how girls are tempted when false love Comes with beguiling words and tender lips, Promising all things, and their barren lives Break into sudden bloom as when a bud Unfolds its shining petals in the sun And joys to be a rose! And joys to be a rose! No word he spake, Fra Alessandro, sitting mute and pale. But Nello, wondering…
More questions about this book
- How does Julia Caroline Dorr establish and develop the "subtile kinship" between the speaker and the "friend unknown" in "By Divers Path" through non-verbal interactions and varied settings, rather than explicit dialogue or shared history?
- In "Christus!", the titular cry is central but unexplained. How might a reader interpret the source and meaning of this cry, considering Elsie's reaction and the descriptive language of the storm, and what effect does this ambiguity have on the poem's thematic impact?
- Compare and contrast the function of the natural world and the element of "chance" or "fate" in "By Divers Path" and "Christus!" How do these elements contribute differently to the emotional atmosphere and core message of each poem?
- Imagine you are explaining these two poems to someone unfamiliar with them. What core human experiences or insights do you believe Dorr is trying to convey in each, and how effectively does she use imagery and narrative structure to achieve this?