Friday, 3 February 2012

'What is man, his days are as grass...'

'What is man, his days are as grass.  Though he rise today above the vulgar democratic leaves of grass as high as a towering stalk of fools-parley, tomorrow the scythe of the mower will leave him as low as the dandelion.  What is a social status nowadays?  The wind passeth over it and it is gone, though the place thereof may see it again next summer, even the crown of the cow-parsnip soaring above the herd of green...'

Excerpt from Chapter 13 of "Mr Noon, Part Two" by D. H. Lawrence.

My review of this book can be found in Rushleigh's Entertainment Chronicle:

2 comments:

Suzanne Papp said...

I like this quote. It's a very nice paraphrase and expansion of Psalm 103: 15-16,

As for man, his days are like grass;
As a fower of the field, so he flourishes.W
hen the wind has passed over it, it is no more,
And its place acknowledges it no longer.

Leigh Christina Russell said...

Many thanks for this Suzanne,
The biblical reference is without doubt the inspiration of DHL's passage. I do like linking up literary passages and sources!
:-)