FRAGMENTS.

Hokitika Guardian, 13 December 1923, Page 3

FRAGMENTS.

toe remain:, c,f t,cgi n,u ngs ot something else, and full ol the 1 villa nee ot a hall-remembered dream. The Earthenon itselfjs hut tin- hint ol beam.' lovelier --nil. toi llto r.lgin .M.-irbles are i.-ni I’hihlias'' greatest works; those lane ali perished. Eor Mich tragedies of art v.e must '.bank conquests. accidents, cud avarice. Men threw the priceless slaiual'i ,-i Greece iiiio the limekiln io make inoiiar. and Vile n the Roman Munimnis s:o lied Corinth in lid B.C. it- treasures ol silver and bronze were melted in the lire. Victorious Consuls filled Rome with the art work of Greece, Egypt, and the East, and tin- River Tiber today is Leliev.-J to hide in its muddy treasury the ea ll, !irlui-e ol the Temple of Jerusalem. Thu:- are the mn-t famous 'l.ilui-' of antii|uity now but fragmenis. I :nY.'Ulls of Mil l I' 111 Mile s. I Bil Yale i her arms en a pillar 7 V, ere 1 hey hobiiie-- Ihe shield of Mars as a mirror .’ Did tliev emie.tvour io arrest hoi -hopitig drap-ery. Whose was the genius Cuit set ihe-e que-tions that Lisi-inat" and baffle 7 His name. I.sc lii-. v. oik. is a fragment. for the broken piiih found with the statue only tells us that it mided in . . . Sander.” Another marvel of antiquity, th,- ‘Victor.' of Samothrnee.’ now the glory of L ei'-re. is also fragmentary Uragments of architecture have a grace p ciiliarly their own. There are mianents \vh■■ 11 . as a ruin .)iell o-e Ahhey is iiiore lovely than il could have ever aupeared wh.-n complete. Ihe p -rb-ct Luildii: : seggesis the eliort to keep il ini and all the weight of (his unintelligible world against wfiieli it is n nrote-t, bill upon a broken chancel and a broken cross the light shines, with an earthly peace, and it is not an accident that so many l.i'autilul pictures bear the legend ‘Landscape with Ruins.’ nr that the most holy lines in l.'iejis’i poetry were inspired by Tintern Abbey. . . . Music, too. has its marvellous fragments; Schubert s most famous symphony hears me name ‘Unfinished.' and Mozart, alas, needed his own ‘Requiem’ before lie could complete it" Kenneth Lynn, in “John o’ London's Weeky.”