
“In plucking the fruit of memory one runs the risk of spoiling its bloom.”
The Arrow of Gold http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext97/argld10h.htm (1919), Author's note,
The Last Charge
“In plucking the fruit of memory one runs the risk of spoiling its bloom.”
The Arrow of Gold http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext97/argld10h.htm (1919), Author's note,
“Through torrid tracts with fainting steps they go,
Where wild Altama murmurs to their woe.”
Source: The Deserted Village (1770), Line 344.
Gebir, Book I (1798). Compare: "Murmurings, whereby the monitor expressed/ Mysterious union with his native sea", William Wordsworth, The Excursion (1814), Book iv. Wordsworth's prompted Landor to comment, "Poor shell! that Wordsworth so pounded and flattened in his marsh it no longer had the hoarseness of a sea, but of a hospital", Walter Savage Landor, Letter to John Forster.
“I sadly smiling remember that the flower fades to make fruit, the fruit rots
to make earth.”
"Shine, Perishing Republic" (1939)
“Allow the fruit to fall and rot, in order to receive more.”
“My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.”
Source: Tess of the D'Urbervilles