I recently purchased a volume purporting to contain three novels by
George MacDonald. They turned out to be "edited for today's reader". Out
of curiosity, I checked a sample passage that caught my interest against
the original text via Google Books. Here is the result:
Thomas Wingfold, Curate
pp. 226-27
From a sad accident of his childhood, he had become acquainted with something of the influences of a certain baneful drug, to the use of
which one of his attendants was addicted, and now at college, partly
from curiosity, partly from a desire to undergo its effects, but chiefly
in order to escape from ever-gnawing and passionate thought, he began to make _experiments_ in its use. Experiment called for repetition--in
order to verification, said the fiend,--and repetition led first to a longing after its effects, and next to a mad appetite for the thing
itself; so that, by the time of which my narrative treats, he was on the verge of absolute slavery to its use, and in imminent peril of having to pass the rest of his life in alternations of ecstasy and agony, divided
by dull spaces of misery, the ecstasies growing rarer and rarer, and the agonies more and more frequent, intense and lasting; until at length the dethroned Apollo found himself chained to a pillar of his own ruined
temple, which the sirocco was fast filling with desert sand.
Retitled and "edited for today's reader":
The Curate of Glaston
pp. 60-61
From a tragic accident of his childhood, he had become acquainted with
the influences of a certain baneful drug, to which one of his Indian attendants was addicted. Now at college, partly from curiosity but
chiefly to escape from gnawing and passionate thought about Emmeline, he began to experiment with it. Experiment called for repetition, and repetition led first to a longing after its effects, and next to a mad appetite for the thing itself. By the time of my narrative he was on the verge of absolute slavery to its use.
*****
I open the field for comment as to what this implies about "today's reader". --
Dan Clore
My collected fiction, _The Unspeakable and Others_:
http://tinyurl.com/2gcoqt
Lord Weÿrdgliffe & Necronomicon Page:
http://tinyurl.com/292yz9
News & Views for Anarchists & Activists:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/smygo
"Tho-ag in Zhi-gyu slept seven Khorlo. Zodmanas
zhiba. All Nyug bosom. Konch-hog not; Thyan-Kam
not; Lha-Chohan not; Tenbrel Chugnyi not;
Dharmakaya ceased; Tgenchang not become; Barnang
and Ssa in Ngovonyidj; alone Tho-og Yinsin in
night of Sun-chan and Yong-grub (Parinishpanna),
&c., &c.,"
-- The Book of Dzyan.
I recently purchased a volume purporting to contain three novels by
George MacDonald. They turned out to be "edited for today's reader". Out
of curiosity, I checked a sample passage that caught my interest against
the original text via Google Books. Here is the result:
Thomas Wingfold, Curate
pp. 226-27
From a sad accident of his childhood, he had become acquainted with something of the influences of a certain baneful drug, to the use of
which one of his attendants was addicted, and now at college, partly
from curiosity, partly from a desire to undergo its effects, but chiefly
in order to escape from ever-gnawing and passionate thought, he began to make _experiments_ in its use. Experiment called for repetition--in
order to verification, said the fiend,--and repetition led first to a longing after its effects, and next to a mad appetite for the thing
itself; so that, by the time of which my narrative treats, he was on the verge of absolute slavery to its use, and in imminent peril of having to pass the rest of his life in alternations of ecstasy and agony, divided
by dull spaces of misery, the ecstasies growing rarer and rarer, and the agonies more and more frequent, intense and lasting; until at length the dethroned Apollo found himself chained to a pillar of his own ruined
temple, which the sirocco was fast filling with desert sand.
Retitled and "edited for today's reader":
The Curate of Glaston
pp. 60-61
From a tragic accident of his childhood, he had become acquainted with
the influences of a certain baneful drug, to which one of his Indian attendants was addicted. Now at college, partly from curiosity but
chiefly to escape from gnawing and passionate thought about Emmeline, he began to experiment with it. Experiment called for repetition, and repetition led first to a longing after its effects, and next to a mad appetite for the thing itself. By the time of my narrative he was on the verge of absolute slavery to its use.
*****
I open the field for comment as to what this implies about "today's reader". --
Dan Clore
My collected fiction, _The Unspeakable and Others_:
http://tinyurl.com/2gcoqt
Lord Weÿrdgliffe & Necronomicon Page:
http://tinyurl.com/292yz9
News & Views for Anarchists & Activists:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/smygo
"Tho-ag in Zhi-gyu slept seven Khorlo. Zodmanas
zhiba. All Nyug bosom. Konch-hog not; Thyan-Kam
not; Lha-Chohan not; Tenbrel Chugnyi not;
Dharmakaya ceased; Tgenchang not become; Barnang
and Ssa in Ngovonyidj; alone Tho-og Yinsin in
night of Sun-chan and Yong-grub (Parinishpanna),
&c., &c.,"
-- The Book of Dzyan.
On Friday, April 4, 2008 at 1:40:18 AM UTC-4, Dan Clore wrote:
I recently purchased a volume purporting to contain three novels byIF ANYONE HAS FOUND A WAY TO BLOCK SEARCHES TO BOOKS "Edited for the Modern Reader" . . . PLEASE TELL ME HOW TO DO THAT! It is an outrageous consequence of living in an increasingly illiterate society!
George MacDonald. They turned out to be "edited for today's reader". Out of curiosity, I checked a sample passage that caught my interest against the original text via Google Books. Here is the result:
Thomas Wingfold, Curate
pp. 226-27
From a sad accident of his childhood, he had become acquainted with something of the influences of a certain baneful drug, to the use of
which one of his attendants was addicted, and now at college, partly
from curiosity, partly from a desire to undergo its effects, but chiefly in order to escape from ever-gnawing and passionate thought, he began to make _experiments_ in its use. Experiment called for repetition--in
order to verification, said the fiend,--and repetition led first to a longing after its effects, and next to a mad appetite for the thing itself; so that, by the time of which my narrative treats, he was on the verge of absolute slavery to its use, and in imminent peril of having to pass the rest of his life in alternations of ecstasy and agony, divided
by dull spaces of misery, the ecstasies growing rarer and rarer, and the agonies more and more frequent, intense and lasting; until at length the dethroned Apollo found himself chained to a pillar of his own ruined temple, which the sirocco was fast filling with desert sand.
Retitled and "edited for today's reader":
The Curate of Glaston
pp. 60-61
From a tragic accident of his childhood, he had become acquainted with
the influences of a certain baneful drug, to which one of his Indian attendants was addicted. Now at college, partly from curiosity but
chiefly to escape from gnawing and passionate thought about Emmeline, he began to experiment with it. Experiment called for repetition, and repetition led first to a longing after its effects, and next to a mad appetite for the thing itself. By the time of my narrative he was on the verge of absolute slavery to its use.
*****
I open the field for comment as to what this implies about "today's reader".
--
Dan Clore
My collected fiction, _The Unspeakable and Others_: http://tinyurl.com/2gcoqt
Lord Weÿrdgliffe & Necronomicon Page:
http://tinyurl.com/292yz9
News & Views for Anarchists & Activists: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/smygo
"Tho-ag in Zhi-gyu slept seven Khorlo. Zodmanas
zhiba. All Nyug bosom. Konch-hog not; Thyan-Kam
not; Lha-Chohan not; Tenbrel Chugnyi not;
Dharmakaya ceased; Tgenchang not become; Barnang
and Ssa in Ngovonyidj; alone Tho-og Yinsin in
night of Sun-chan and Yong-grub (Parinishpanna),
&c., &c.,"
-- The Book of Dzyan.
Thank you!
On Saturday, July 2, 2022 at 11:53:51 AM UTC-7, Michael Adler wrote:
On Friday, April 4, 2008 at 1:40:18 AM UTC-4, Dan Clore wrote:
I recently purchased a volume purporting to contain three novels by George MacDonald. They turned out to be "edited for today's reader". Out of curiosity, I checked a sample passage that caught my interest against the original text via Google Books. Here is the result:IF ANYONE HAS FOUND A WAY TO BLOCK SEARCHES TO BOOKS "Edited for the Modern Reader" . . . PLEASE TELL ME HOW TO DO THAT! It is an outrageous consequence of living in an increasingly illiterate society!
Thomas Wingfold, Curate
pp. 226-27
From a sad accident of his childhood, he had become acquainted with something of the influences of a certain baneful drug, to the use of which one of his attendants was addicted, and now at college, partly from curiosity, partly from a desire to undergo its effects, but chiefly in order to escape from ever-gnawing and passionate thought, he began to make _experiments_ in its use. Experiment called for repetition--in order to verification, said the fiend,--and repetition led first to a longing after its effects, and next to a mad appetite for the thing itself; so that, by the time of which my narrative treats, he was on the verge of absolute slavery to its use, and in imminent peril of having to pass the rest of his life in alternations of ecstasy and agony, divided by dull spaces of misery, the ecstasies growing rarer and rarer, and the agonies more and more frequent, intense and lasting; until at length the dethroned Apollo found himself chained to a pillar of his own ruined temple, which the sirocco was fast filling with desert sand.
Retitled and "edited for today's reader":
The Curate of Glaston
pp. 60-61
From a tragic accident of his childhood, he had become acquainted with the influences of a certain baneful drug, to which one of his Indian attendants was addicted. Now at college, partly from curiosity but chiefly to escape from gnawing and passionate thought about Emmeline, he began to experiment with it. Experiment called for repetition, and repetition led first to a longing after its effects, and next to a mad appetite for the thing itself. By the time of my narrative he was on the verge of absolute slavery to its use.
*****
I open the field for comment as to what this implies about "today's reader".
--
Dan Clore
My collected fiction, _The Unspeakable and Others_: http://tinyurl.com/2gcoqt
Lord Weÿrdgliffe & Necronomicon Page:
http://tinyurl.com/292yz9
News & Views for Anarchists & Activists: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/smygo
"Tho-ag in Zhi-gyu slept seven Khorlo. Zodmanas
zhiba. All Nyug bosom. Konch-hog not; Thyan-Kam
not; Lha-Chohan not; Tenbrel Chugnyi not;
Dharmakaya ceased; Tgenchang not become; Barnang
and Ssa in Ngovonyidj; alone Tho-og Yinsin in
night of Sun-chan and Yong-grub (Parinishpanna),
&c., &c.,"
-- The Book of Dzyan.
Thank you!This seems like "obscurantism".
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