Forgotten Musicals - Lionel Monckton and Our Miss GibbsContinuing my exploration of forgotten musicals today we take a look at Edwardian England. Back in the days before the Great War the place for musicals in London was the Gaiety Theatre. Crowds flocked to the light witty musicals of the likes of... See More » (2)
Forgotten Musicals - Perchance to DreamIvor Novello 1893 - 1951 was a composer, songwriter, playwright, actor, and singer. He was in his time, during the first half of the 20th century, Britain’s most popular figures in theatre, film, and music. From the mid-1930s until his death,... See More » (2)
Forgotten MusicalsI love musical theatre whether modern musicals, traditional musicals, operettas or light opera, or the various works that cross over between them. Many wonderful works however have become neglected over the years, so I am going to try and resurrect... See More » (1)
Forgotten poets of a bygone age - William Sharp/Fiona Macleod and The Immortal HourWilliam Sharp, 1855 – 1905, was a Scottish writer, poet, novelist, biographer, critic, and editor born in Paisley, near Glasgow. He began his literary career in the 1880s, producing poetry, biographies (including of figures like Percy Bysshe Shelley... See More » (+2)
Poets of a bygone age - Thomas HoodThomas Hood (1799–1845) was an English poet, humorist, and journalist known for blending witty comic verse with poignant social commentary. Born on May 23, 1799, in London, he was the son of a bookseller and publisher of Scottish descent. In 1815, s... See More » (+1)
Forgotten poets of a bygone age - Ozymandias by Horace SmithYou probably think you are going to hear about a traveller to an antique land, but Shelley isn’t of course a forgotten poet. Horace Smith on the other hand is. Smith 1779 - 1849 was an English poet, novelist, and humourist associated with the... See More » (+1)
Forgotten poets of a bygone age - Arthur Hugh CloughArthur Hugh Clough was an English Victorian poet born in 1819. He attended the prestigious Rugby School of Tom Brown’s Schooldays fame, where he excelled academically and athletically under the notorious headmaster Thomas Arnold, forming a lasting... See More » (+1)
O, to be in EnglandNot quite April yet, but a glorious spring day for a stroll yesterday, a meandering river, a green sward and a distant castle. (+1)
Traditional song from the North East of EnglandNot quite traditional as it was written by the prolific song writer Joe Wilson in 1858. To be sung to the tune of Nellie Grey. The song is interesting not just for its humour but also for the social context. Here is the first verse: KEEP YOUR... See More » (2)
Forgotten Poets of a Bygone Age - Dante Gabriel RossettiThe Blessed Damozel THE blessed Damozel lean'd out From the gold bar of Heaven: Her blue grave eyes were deeper much Than a deep water, even. She had three lilies in her hand, And the stars in her hair were seven. Her robe, ungirt from... See More » (+1)
Forgotten poets of a bygone age - Henry NewboltVitai Lampada ("The Torch of Life") Sir Henry Newbolt (1862-1938) There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night -- Ten to make and the match to win -- A bumping pitch and a blinding light, An hour to play and the last man in. I always liked... See More » (+1)
Forgotten poets of a bygone age - Algernon Charles SwinburneAesthete, alcoholic and masochist Swinburne was one of the most acclaimed poets of his age even while the morality of his life was condemned. If love were what the rose is, And I were like the leaf, Our lives would grow together In sad or singing... See More » (+1)
Forgotten poets of a bygone age - Leigh HuntA bit of Victorian morality from Leigh Hunt which I always liked: Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!) Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace, And saw, within the moonlight in his room, Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom, An angel... See More » (+1)
On the Death of MarieI do like to post the occasional romantic poem and especially sonnets. Here is one from the great French sixteenth century poet Pierr de Ronsard with my attempt at a translation Comme on voyst sur la branche au moys de May la rose En sa belle... See More » (+1)
The Hireling ShepherdA Book of Verses underneath the Bough, A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread—and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness— Oh, Wilderness were Paradise enow! Is Edward Fitzgerald’s rather romanticised version of the quatrain from the Rubaiyat of Omar... See More » (+1)
Another of Robert’s conquestsSae flaxen were her ringlets, Her eyebrows of a darker hue, Bewitchingly o'er-arching Twa laughing een o' bonie blue. Her smiling, sae wyling, Wad make a wretch forget his woe! What pleasure, what treasure, Unto those rosy lips to grow! Such was my... See More »
What’s eating me?Something has bitten me in a very odd pattern and a very odd place. How on earth did it get there? It’s freezing November there’s no biting insects around. (1)
Qualified for AustraliaSince moving from Leicester Tigers to Western Force it looks like he has settled on Australia for his future. He never got a call up for England and considering the current plight of rugby in Australia they could do with a top class winger who could... See More »
Isabella and the pot of basilI’m always fascinated by this picture by the Pre-Raphaelite artist Holman Hunt. It is a depiction from a scene in Keats poem Isabella. For those of you who don’t know her deceased lover’s head is I the pot of basil! The detail in the picture is... See More » (+1)
On the death of Marie - Pierre de RonsardRonsard was always writing poems to his lady loves who had rejected him (nearly all if them). This one written in 1555 mourns the death of Marie Dupin aged 30. Comme on voyst sur la branche au moys de May la rose En sa belle jeunesse, en sa premiere... See More » (+1)
Shakespeare sonnetYou can’t beat William for a good love poem. Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy; Anon permit the basest... See More » (+1)
Did you do any traditional Easter activitiesPace egg rolling, jarping, long rope skipping, dancing round the maypole? I didn’t do any.
Even Homer Sometimes NodsAny examples of bad lines ftom good poets.. What about this from Milton… And young and old come forth to play On a sunshine holiday Appropriate gir the Easter hols perhaps1
More romantic poetryDu bist wie eine Blume, So hold und schön und rein; Ich schau’ dich an, und Wehmuth Schleicht mir in’s Herz hinein. Mir ist, als ob ich die Hände Auf’s Haupt dir legen sollt’, Betend, daß Gott dich erhalte So rein und schön und hold. Heinrich... See More »
The Awakening ConscienceA bit of Victorian morality from Holman Hunt. Somehow Hunt and the model Annie Miller always seem to me to be the inspiration for Henry Higgins and Eliza Doolittle. (+1)