Capitolo 3
it is his as pulsations of Chloe through the room, blushful and it frightened, or
as a fresh beaker full of the warm Southern shines among his/her loving eye
and the sun.
"I have never known
Praises of love or wine
That panted before a flood of so divine talkativeness."
I never get tired to look to a Viceroy. He is such a heterogeneous being
from us! He is the centre of a world with which he doesn't have affinity. Him
it is a veiled prophet. [He brings indeed many veils.] he who are the axle
of India, the centre round off, that rotates the empire, completely it is and
necessarily withdrawn by every knowledge of India. He chews anybody
syllable of some Indian language; anybody run or caste or way of Indian
life is known to him; all of our delicious provinces of the sun that the lie
by the platform it is to him an unexplored country; Ghebers, Moslems,
Hindoos mixes together first in an indistinguishable dark mass his
you look, [in that you/he/she has not been the cataract of the indifference English
him abandoned; more delicious than all--he doesn't know the traditions of
Anglo-India, and he doesn't belong to the Bandicoot Baton, St. James
Plaza!]
A Nawab that the Foreign Office cultivated out once to me, often used to
asks what was the use of a Viceroy. I don't believe that he meant
is profane. The question is able again and again goes again to its mind, and
you are found on his/her lips. I always responded with the contrary question,
"Which is the use of India?" He would never see--the Oriental mind
doesn't see these things--that the principal end and object of India were the
Viceroy; what, in fact, India was the plant and the Viceroy the
flower.
I have thought about writing a hymn on the Beauty of thick Viceroy; and
you/he/she has repeatedly granted my mind to the subject; but my inability to
is expressed in figured language and my total ignorance of
everything that pertains to meter, rhythm and rhyme, does me rather
results to assume verse. Certainly, the subject is inviting, and I am
surprised that any singer has risen. As you can some a sight the