Scotland Give me but one hour of Scotland, Let me see it ere I die. Scotland is a country forming the northernmost third of Great Britain. An independent kingdom until 1707, it is now a constituent part of United Kingdom with limited powers of self-government. Quotes[edit] O Scotia! Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations[edit] Quotes reported in Hoyt's New Cyclopedia Of Practical Quotations (1922), p. 692-93. Give me but one hour of Scotland, Let me see it ere I die. External links[edit] Wikivoyage has a travel guide for:
The FBI files on being and nothingness I was leafing through some FBI files on French philosophers when a new candidate for occupancy of the populous Grassy Knoll in Dallas leapt out at me. To the massed ranks of the CIA, the Mafia, the KGB, Castro, Hoover, and LBJ, we can now add: Jean-Paul Sartre. FBI and State Department reports of the 1960s had drawn attention to Sartre’s membership of the Fair Play for Cuba Committee, of which Lee Harvey Oswald was also a member. And—prophetically? But subsequent references in the main Oswald file showed that the FBI, although generally perturbed by the “Leftist tendencies” of Sartre, and his association with Communists, Castro, and Bertrand Russell, were specifically concerned that he was now—in addition to protesting against US involvement in Vietnam—threatening to “take an active part in the French Who Killed Kennedy Committee” (according to an article in the Washington Post of 14th June 1964). The FBI had been keeping an eye on Sartre from as early as 1945.
John Keats John Keats, who died at the age of twenty-five, had perhaps the most remarkable career of any English poet. He published only fifty-four poems, in three slim volumes and a few magazines. But at each point in his development he took on the challenges of a wide range of poetic forms from the sonnet, to the Spenserian romance, to the Miltonic epic, defining anew their possibilities with his own distinctive fusion of earnest energy, control of conflicting perspectives and forces, poetic self-consciousness, and, occasionally, dry ironic wit. In his own lifetime John Keats would not have been associated with other major Romantic poets, and he himself was often uneasy among them. Keats was born in London on 31 October 1795, the eldest of Thomas and Frances Jennings Keats's four children. At the age of eight Keats entered Enfield Academy and became friends with young Charles Cowden Clarke, the fifteen-year-old son of the headmaster. This was a turning point.
A Tale of Two Lolitas By 1955, the writing careers of Vladimir Nabokov and Dorothy Parker were headed in opposite directions. Parker’s was in a deep slump. The New Yorker—a magazine she had been instrumental in founding—had not published her fiction in fourteen years. Nabokov, by contrast, was becoming a literary sensation. The New Yorker had published several of his short stories as well as chapters of his autobiography Conclusive Evidence and of his novel Pnin. His next novel, Lolita, would bring him worldwide recognition for its virtuosic prose and the shocking story of a middle-aged man’s relationship with his pubescent stepdaughter and her aggressive mother. Yet three weeks before Lolita arrived in bookstores in France, where it first came out that September, Parker published a story—in The New Yorker, of all places—titled “Lolita,” and it centered on an older man, a teen bride, and her jealous mother. What was Dorothy Parker doing in late 1953? I am dreadfully upset by the following coincidence.
Robin Nicholson on Landscape, Emigration and the Scottish Artist, 1849-1895 1. Captain Birt, a surveyor in the British Army, quoted in Peter Bicknell, ed., Beauty, Horror and Immensity: Picturesque Landscape in Britain, 1750–1850 (Cambridge: Cambridge University Press, 1981), ix. 2. Edmund Burke, A Philosophical Inquiry into the Origins of the Sublime and the Beautiful (London: R & J Dodsley, 1757), 86. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. 10. 11. 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. 20. 21. 22. 23. 24. 25. 27. 28. 29. 30. 31. 32. 33. 34. 35. 36. 37. 39. 40. 41. 42. 43. 44. 45. 46. 47. 48. 49. 50. 51. 52. 53. 54. 55. 56. 57. 58. 59. A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings by Gabriel Garcia Marquez Translated by Gregory Rabassa On the third day of rain they had killed so many crabs inside the house that Pelayo had to cross his drenched courtyard and throw them into the sea, because the newborn child had a temperature all night and they thought it was due to the stench. The world had been sad since Tuesday. Sea and sky were a single ash-gray thing and the sands of the beach, which on March nights glimmered like powdered light, had become a stew of mud and rotten shellfish. Frightened by that nightmare, Pelayo ran to get Elisenda, his wife, who was putting compresses on the sick child, and he took her to the rear of the courtyard. “He’s an angel,” she told them. On the following day everyone knew that a flesh-and-blood angel was held captive in Pelayo’s house. Father Gonzaga arrived before , alarmed at the strange news. His prudence fell on sterile hearts. The curious came from far away.
November | 2012 | Eighteenth-Century Media The Citadelpark, Ghent’s most well-known public garden, is a perfect combination of ‘natural’ and cultural elements. On a stroll through, you can find statues, Roman-inspired buildings, columns, and a kiosk, but also waterfalls, a lake, trees, ancient ruins and a grotto. The latter may seem natural, but are in fact carefully designed, artificially made, with a watchful eye for detail and variety. The park is a great nineteenth century example of the popular English garden that has its origins in the eighteenth century. Citadelpark, Ghent (youropi.com) The eighteenth-century garden At that time, Great Britain was already one of the world’s most influential powers. The first to successfully mix the Roman style with the contemporary tastes was Andrea Palladio, an Italian architect. Villa Foscari La Malcontenta, design by Andrea Palladio (wikipedia.org) Stowe Garden, Vista (merve-references.blogspot.be) Stowe Garden, Palladian Bridge (merve-references.blogspot.be) Pope’s opinion on gardening
Full Texts Expressions & Sayings Index If you prefer to go directly to the meaning and origin of a specific expression, click on its relevant entry in the alphabetical list below. Use this alphabet to speed up your search: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Articles A SCOTS QUAIR Title: A Scots Quair Author: Lewis Grassic Gibbon * A Project Gutenberg of Australia eBook * eBook No.: 0700471h.html Language: English Date first posted: April 2007 Date most recently updated: April 2007 This eBook was produced by: Don Lainson dlainson@sympatico.ca Project Gutenberg of Australia eBooks are created from printed editions which are in the public domain in Australia, unless a copyright notice is included. We do NOT keep any eBooks in compliance with a particular paper edition. Copyright laws are changing all over the world. Be sure to check the copyright laws for your country before downloading or redistributing this file. This eBook is made available at no cost and with almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg of Australia License which may be viewed online at GO TO Project Gutenberg of Australia HOME PAGE by Sunset Song first published 1932 Prelude The Song
Academic Gerald Massey on Shakespeare's Sonnets (14). THIS is the tri-centennial year in which we celebrate the famous defeat of the Invincible Spanish Armada; and in proudly glancing back to the period when our little country lived thus greatly, we shall find few pictures so attractive in the long gallery of the past as that of England in the time of "Good Queen Bess," the "Gloriana" of Spenser's Faery Queen; she who moves amongst the fine spirits of her day all smilingly surrounded with the strength of a mighty people, that lift her up, in their love and worship, a whole heaven above them. But it is not Queen Bess who is the most important personage of her era in our eyes to-day. In that Elizabethan group of glory there is one bright particular star which shines out large and luminous above the rest. We know that somewhere at the centre lives the spirit of all the brightness, however lost in light. Still one cannot agree with Goethe's declaration that everything said of Shakspeare is inadequate.