I, Oro, am that giant. I believe I shall end by thinking, like Jack Ryan, that the evil demon of the mine revenges himself on us for having invaded his domain. And dress by yellow candle-light. In summer quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people's feet Still going past me in the street.
Verses read a century ago.
Verses that will be read in centuries to come. The language is so thoroughly imbued with the honorific spirit that the exposure of truth in all its naked simplicity is highly improper. Born into an aristocratic Boston family, he studied mathematics at Harvard, and made a fortune in business. Only after traveling for ten years to the Far East as a travel writer and serving as a foreign secretary, did he settle down to the serious pursuit of astronomy. Here, through his eyes, is 19th century Japan.