The swine that died in Gadara two thousand years ago
Went mad in lofty places, with results that all men know—
Went mad in lofty places through long rooting in the dirt,
Which (even for swine) begets at last soul-satisfying hurt.
The swine in lofty places now are matter for no song
By any prudent singer, but—how long, O Lord, how long?
EXPLICIT
BOOKS by MR. CABELL
Biography:
Beyond Life
Figures of Earth
Domnei
Chivalry
Jurgen
Taboo
The Line of Love
Gallantry
The Certain Hour
The Cords of Vanity
From the Hidden Way
The Rivet in Grandfather's Neck
The Eagle's Shadow
The Cream of the Jest
Genealogy:
Branch of Abingdon
Branchiana
The Majors and Their Marriages