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| Isadora Duncan by Edward Gordon Craig. |
All things have only an imaginary existence...
For the remembering of an act --- "I went with her
through those lighted streets and we
bought our supper from three or four shops" ---
is greater than the act itself....
Beyond wonder wonderful --- that seemed and seems
as I see those shops --- that street ---
the lights, it becomes again so wonderful
that I turn sick with pain of gazing --- It is gone
by --- that glimpse.
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An earlier recollection of Craig, after seeing Duncan dance for the first time in 1904:
Only this can we say --- that she was telling to the air the very things we longed to hear, and till she came we had never dreamed we should hear...

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