[{"node":{"title":"Parker006","Collections":"Hopdance","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1970","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Tuesday, April 26, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Parker006","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Eildon Hills, Prudence","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/parker006","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Parker006_0.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff- 4 -\n\no'er the fernie brae. A daemon lady. They make love. She takes him on her\nhorse into the Eildon Hills and their otherworld. If he speaks, she will be\nsure of his body ever after. My tongue is mine ain, he tells her. She shows\nhim wonders, a river of blood, a forest of bleeding boughs, the roads to\nheaven, hell and elfland, she takes him to her castle there. He returns to\nErcildoune after thirty days, He has the seer's gift of poetry. He has\nrisked the greatest danger to penetrate the world behind appearances. It's a\nfable of the creative mystery. The nature of the poet's gift and peril.\n\n -You see yourself in these terms, I take it?\n\n Tosh affixing his stolid frown on the doodles burgeoning across the\ncover of his Summit Refill Pad Ruled Feint And Margin 80 Leaves Foolscap. A\nJohn Dickinson Product,\n\n Everything that day slick or spongy with the rain, dropping down\nsoftly and inexhaustibly out of the grey air, so that for a while I failed\nto notice the tears on her face as we walked the path away from the Union,\n\n -What's the matter, Prudence?\n\nShaking her head, averting it.\n\n -What are you crying for?\n\nA few sobs bit back, quivering lips contorting her little face in a struggle\nto speak. Tosh felt the familiar prickle of stifled rage, at her\nhelplessness, Chrissake just spit it out, will you, anything,\n\n -It's just... just... it's the rain, she said, almost gagging on the\nwords.\n\n They walked on through to the main quadrangle.\n\n -We'll sit down, said Tosh.\n","Type":"Text"}}]