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    The Temple of Janus: 'Few know the souls of these divinities''
    The Temple of Janus: 'Few know the souls of these divinities''
    The Temple of Janus: 'Few know the souls of these divinities''
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    The Temple of Janus: 'Few know the souls of these divinities''

    By J Griffyth Fairfax

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    James Griffyth Fairfax was born on 15th July 1886 in Sydney, Australia.

    Fairfax, a great-grandson of the Australian newspaper tycoon John Fairfax, was educated in England at Winchester School and then New College, Oxford.

    His first volume of poetry, ‘The Gates of Sleep & Other Poems’, was published in 1906. He was an active member of literary circles and especially of poets such as Ezra Pound, who each went on to influence the other.

    Fairfax joined the British Army and served in the 15th Indian Division for the entirety of the Great War, and reached the rank of Captain.

    As well as being known as a translator Fairfax occasionally still published volumes of poetry; ‘The Horns of Tarus’ (1914), ‘The Temple of Janus’ (1917) and ‘Mesopotamia: Sonnets and Lyrics at Home and Abroad’ (1919).

    Fairfax was elected for the Conservative and Unionist party to the House of Commons in the 1924 election representing the borough constituency of Norwich until the 1929 election.

    James Griffyth Fairfax died at the age of 89 in France on 27th January 1976.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPortable Poetry
    Release dateApr 1, 2020
    ISBN9781839673634
    The Temple of Janus: 'Few know the souls of these divinities''

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      The Temple of Janus - J Griffyth Fairfax

      The Temple of Janus by J Griffyth Fairfax

      A SONNET-SEQUENCE

      James Griffyth Fairfax was born on 15th July 1886 in Sydney, Australia.

      Fairfax, a great-grandson of the Australian newspaper tycoon John Fairfax, was educated in England at Winchester School and then New College, Oxford.

      His first volume of poetry, ‘The Gates of Sleep & Other Poems’, was published in 1906. He was an active member of literary circles and especially of poets such as Ezra Pound, who each went on to influence the other.

      Fairfax joined the British Army and served in the 15th Indian Division for the entirety of the Great War, and reached the rank of Captain.

      As well as being known as a translator Fairfax occasionally still published volumes of poetry; ‘The Horns of Tarus’ (1914), ‘The Temple of Janus’ (1917) and ‘Mesopotamia: Sonnets and Lyrics at Home and Abroad’ (1919).

      Fairfax was elected for the Conservative and Unionist party to the House of Commons in the 1924 election representing the borough constituency of Norwich until the 1929 election.

      James Griffyth Fairfax died at the age of 89 in France on 27th January 1976.

      Index of Contents

      Prologue 

      The Temple of Janus 

      Rivers 

      Conquistadors 

      ''K. of K''

      Charles 

      The Escort 

      Matricide 

      Before Dawn 

      Ordeal by Fire 

      Reinforcements 

      Shapes of Power 

      Friendship 

      Shadow and Light 

      Oxford to Deptford 

      Faute de Mieux 

      Oculos Levavi 

      Wishes 

      Immortelles 

      Zaidir 

      Leave-taking 

      Sapphirine 

      Windfalls 

      Cytherea 

      La Revenante 

      The Return 

      The Quest 

      Recueillement

      Contrasts 

      The Challenge 

      The Veiled Divinity 

      Glimpses 

      Princesse Lointaine 

      Flotsam 

      Premonition 

      Blue Star 

      Maya 

      Incognito 

      Falcon of Desire 

      ''Lontana''

      The Indwelling Spirit

      Experiment 

      Salvage 

      Sagittarius 

      Mummy-Cloths 

      Epilogue — Aspice Finem 

      PROLOGUE

      Of

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