The Octopus on Sesame and Lilies: “Marius the Epicurean," "The Essays of Elia," "Sesame and Lilies," "The Stones of Venice," and the little toy magazines, full of the flaccid banalities of the "Minor Poets," were continually in her hands.”
The Octopus on Marius the Epicurean: “Marius the Epicurean," "The Essays of Elia," "Sesame and Lilies," "The Stones of Venice," and the little toy magazines, full of the flaccid banalities of the "Minor Poets," were continually in her hands.”
The Octopus on Essays of Elia: “Marius the Epicurean," "The Essays of Elia," "Sesame and Lilies," "The Stones of Venice," and the little toy magazines, full of the flaccid banalities of the "Minor Poets," were continually in her hands.”
The Octopus on The Stones of Venice: “Marius the Epicurean," "The Essays of Elia," "Sesame and Lilies," "The Stones of Venice," and the little toy magazines, full of the flaccid banalities of the "Minor Poets," were continually in her hands.”
The Octopus on David Copperfield: “When Presley reached Annixter's ranch house, he found young Annixter himself stretched in his hammock behind the mosquito-bar on the front porch, reading "David Copperfield," and gorging himself with dried prunes.”
The Octopus on Snow-Bound: “Can recite the whole of 'Snow Bound' without ever stopping.”
The Octopus on The Marble Faun: “The "Marble Faun," Raphael's "Madonnas" and "Il Trovatore" were her beau ideals of literature and art.”
The Octopus on Tartarin de Tarascon: “a well-dressed young man in a plaid travelling cap, whom Annixter had observed before supper time reading Daudet's “Tartarin” in the French.”
The Pit on The Eve of St. Agnes: “where he read to them "Saint Agnes Eve," "Sordello," "The Light of Asia"--poems which, with their inversions, obscurities”
The Pit on Sordello: “…of a specified afternoon once a week, spent in his studio in the Fine Arts' Building on the Lake Front, where he read to them "Saint Agnes Eve," "Sordello," "The Light of Asia"--poems which, with their inversions, obscurities, and astonishing arabesques of rhetoric, left Aunt Wess' bewildered,…”