On Something
Hilaire Belloc
Read by Ray Clare





“Now that story is a symbol, and tells the truth. We see some one thing in this world, and suddenly it becomes particular and sacramental; a woman and a child, a man at evening, a troop of soldiers; we hear notes of music, we smell the smell that went with a passed time, or we discover after the long night a shaft of light upon the tops of the hills at morning: there is a resurrection, and we are refreshed and renewed.”
- Hilaire Belloc (6 hr 38 min)
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A Lost Art





Fan of the (19th) century
The art of the essayist is lost. Belloc might be it's last great practitioner. Thank you Mr Clare for recording these treasures.