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The Mad Gardener’s Song by Lewis Carroll

March 12, 2013

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It is not well-known that, beside the Alice books, Lewis Carroll wrote another nonsense novel, Sylvie and Bruno (1889).  The Alice books are masterpieces.  Sylvie and Bruno is laboured and tedious, unfunny and unexciting, and for the most part, well forgotten.  The exception is the following poem which appears as a refrain, a verse at a time […]

Solar Microscopes and Phials Innumerable

November 17, 2012

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Scientific Curios in the Chambers of the Poet Scientist Really I was thinking about Frankenstein, which has a good claim to be the very first science fiction novel.  Mary Shelley who wrote it was the wife of the poet Percy Bysshe Shelley.  I was interested in Shelley’s own reputation as the scientific poet and came […]

The Walrus and the Carpenter by Lewis Carroll

August 23, 2012

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(From Through the Looking Glass and What Alice Found There.)  The Walrus and the Carpenter     ‘The sun was shining on the sea,       Shining with all his might:      He did his very best to make       The billows smooth and bright—      And this was odd, because it was       The middle of the […]

Andrew Marvell – To His Coy Mistress

July 30, 2012

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Andrew Marvell [1621-1678] To His Coy Mistress Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long Loves Day. Thou by the Indian Ganges side Should’st rubies find: I by the Tide Of Humber would complain. I would […]

Tom O’ Bedlam’s Song

May 3, 2011

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Tom O’ Bedlam’s Song From the hagg and hungrie goblin That into raggs would rend ye, And the spirit that stands by the naked man In the Book of Moones – defend ye! That of your five sound senses You never be forsaken, Nor wander from your selves with Tom Abroad to beg your bacon. […]

KUBLA KHAN by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

January 27, 2011

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KUBLA KHAN In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. 5 So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And here were gardens bright with sinuous rills, Where blossomed many an incense-bearing […]

A flask of wine, a book of verse, and thou

January 20, 2011

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  Here with a Loaf of Bread beneath the Bough, A Flask of Wine, a Book of Verse–and Thou Beside me singing in the Wilderness– And Wilderness is Paradise enow. By Omar Kayyam as translated by Edward Fitzgerald