The Story of My Heart, 1883
CHAPTER I:
THE STORY OF MY HEART [published Oct. 1883] commences seventeen years ago. In the glow of youth there were times every now and then when I felt the necessity of a strong inspiration of soul thought. My heart was dusty, parched for want of the rain of deep feeling; my mind arid and dry, for there is a dust which settles on the heart as well as that which falls on a ledge. ...
When this began to form I felt eager to escape from it, to throw off the heavy clothing, to drink deeply once more at the fresh fountains of life. An inspiration―a long deep breath of the pure air of thought―could alone give health to the heart.
There is a hill [Liddington] to which I used to resort at such periods. The labour of walking three miles to it, all the while gradually ascending, seemed to clear my blood of the heaviness accumulated at home. On a warm summer day the slow continued rise required continual effort, which carried away the sense of oppression.... I began to breathe a new air and to have a fresher aspiration. ...
Moving up the sweet short turf, at every step my heart seemed to obtain a wider horizon of feeling; with every inhalation of rich pure air, a deeper desire. The very light of the sun was whiter and more brilliant here. By the time I had reached the summit I had entirely forgotten the petty circumstances and the annoyances of existence. I felt myself, myself.
14 September 2013
Walking the Icknield Way and the Ridgeway by Hugh Thomson
30 July 2013
Harmony by Julian Anderson
The Richard
Jefferies Society has written to a young British composer congratulating him on
his opening composition for the first night of the BBC Proms (12th July).
The new work
entitled Harmony, for choir and orchestra, by Julian Anderson lasted 5
minutes, was commissioned by the BBC and performed by the BBC Symphony Orchestra
and Chorus. The piece was inspired by Richard Jefferies’ autobiography The
Story of My Heart and words taken from it included:
The clock may make time for itself; there is none for me...The shadow goes on upon the dial, the index moves round upon the clock, and what is the difference? None whatever. If the clock had never been set going, what would have been the difference?
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