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Euphrosyne and Her Golden Book
Euphrosyne and Her "Golden Book" is a poignant and poetic narrative that traces the journey of Arthur Stanislaus, a reflective and tender-hearted man, as he recalls the profound love he once shared with a mysterious woman he affectionately named Euphrosyne. In this delicate, beautifully written tale, set against the backdrop of the Irish countryside, Arthur reminisces about their brief but transformative relationship. Euphrosyne is a symbol of pure joy, and her "golden book," which serves as a cherished symbol of their bond, weaves through their days of blissful companionship. The story navigates themes of love, memory, loss, and the passage of time, as Arthur recounts the magic of their meetings, their shared intellectual pursuits, and the haunting beauty of their final moments together.
First published in 1901, this novel captures the essence of a bygone era, where personal connections, literature, and philosophy are deeply intertwined. Readers are invited into a world of quiet introspection, filled with richly drawn characters and evocative scenes that reflect the timeless nature of human affection and the bittersweet reality of love's impermanence.
First published in 1901, this novel captures the essence of a bygone era, where personal connections, literature, and philosophy are deeply intertwined. Readers are invited into a world of quiet introspection, filled with richly drawn characters and evocative scenes that reflect the timeless nature of human affection and the bittersweet reality of love's impermanence.
141 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 1901
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April 24, 2025
This relic of a bygone age has inexplicably found its way to me and became one of the greatest books in my library and certainly the most beautiful love stories I've read.
Lawson presents this story with this disclaimer;
"If you are in search of strange adventures, or of exciting and dramatic incidents, you had better not read any further here: this story is not for you. It is written for those who have loved Love in the days long passed; and who, in rare felicitous moments, still catch visions of her passing, and hear the sound of her unshod feet; and for those who hold with "pious obstinacy" that motives and endeavours which have a certain scrupulous purity and high dignity about them are equal, in themselves, to great achievements: even when, to outward seeming, life lies on the condemned level of commonplaceness."
In today's age of rampant cynicism, selfishness and the faith-less Euphrosyne shines like a beacon. A reminder that Love is not a mere feeling between two people, but in fact a light that transforms the world. True love is a mystical alchemy, it reorients the perspective of value, time, and objects.
The author is lost to time and that makes this novel even more ethereal. Reading this novel reaffirms the power literature has in opening portals of the forgotten past.
Euphrosyne had said.
"Let a man become truly aware of the silent great stream of human tears falling always through the shadows of the world"; let him see not only the beauty of life but its sorrows — the more sorrowful because so inexpressive"
Lawson presents this story with this disclaimer;
"If you are in search of strange adventures, or of exciting and dramatic incidents, you had better not read any further here: this story is not for you. It is written for those who have loved Love in the days long passed; and who, in rare felicitous moments, still catch visions of her passing, and hear the sound of her unshod feet; and for those who hold with "pious obstinacy" that motives and endeavours which have a certain scrupulous purity and high dignity about them are equal, in themselves, to great achievements: even when, to outward seeming, life lies on the condemned level of commonplaceness."
In today's age of rampant cynicism, selfishness and the faith-less Euphrosyne shines like a beacon. A reminder that Love is not a mere feeling between two people, but in fact a light that transforms the world. True love is a mystical alchemy, it reorients the perspective of value, time, and objects.
The author is lost to time and that makes this novel even more ethereal. Reading this novel reaffirms the power literature has in opening portals of the forgotten past.
Euphrosyne had said.
"Let a man become truly aware of the silent great stream of human tears falling always through the shadows of the world"; let him see not only the beauty of life but its sorrows — the more sorrowful because so inexpressive"
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