"Marourgo edged closer and leaned toward the other table, the lucent epidermis of his face pallid with excitement and self-intoxication; he had reached the rare corybantic hour that he struggled for, his low voice was splintered by the stridor of sorcery, he trembled with the internal dithyrambs of megalomania. (p. 222 of Margaret Harriss's edition for Tezt Classics)
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From Christina Stead, The Beauties and Furies.
"Marourgo edged closer and leaned toward the other table, the lucent epidermis of his face pallid with excitement and self-intoxication; he had reached the rare corybantic hour that he struggled for, his low voice was splintered by the stridor of sorcery, he trembled with the internal dithyrambs of megalomania. (p. 222 of Margaret Harriss's edition for Tezt Classics)
April 15, 2017