Posted by SillyOldDuffer on 25/05/2020 13:42:31:
Posted by Bill Phinn on 24/05/2020 13:05:27:
Posted by Andrew Johnston on 23/05/2020 07:01:00:
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On the other hand, foreign languages were famously a closed book to Philip Larkin too, and yet what can we say about his use of English, except that it was masterly?
Larkin, wonderful. But am I alone in remembering only one line from any famous poem, whatever it's about?
- Naughty Larkin example censored
- At Flores in the Azores, Sir Richard Grenville lay
- I wandered lonely as a cloud
- Half a league, half a league, half a league onward, into the valley of death rode the 600
- Come into the garden Maud
- Drake is in his hammock until the great Armadas come
- Shall I compare thee to a summer's day
- The best laid plans of mice and men
Thereafter the cream of British literacy is a blur, except for rude limericks, which I recall perfectly.
Dave
Ho yus! I can do some of these:
"Drake is in his hammock and a thousand miles away" – I learned that for a singing exam. No idea who wrote the words or the music, but I got Grade 6 with Merit…
"Come into the garden, Maud, for the black bat, night, is flown" – a parlour song I learned for one of our amateur Music Hall evenings. I was shocked later to find that Balfe had only set four verses of Tennyson's poem, which runs to 24 pages of 8-point print, largely in double columns. I've really no idea why he didn't set the verse which starts "When a Mammonite mother kills her babe for a burial fee…"
And my favourite, which I can quote in its entirety:
I wandered lonely as a cloud down our No-Entry street,
When all at once, from up above, appeared a pair of feet.
And from the skies an angel came, and shouted from the roof:
"I wish to God that I could have just one good cloven hoof!"
I don't know who wrote it, but it was published in our school magazine in about 1963.
George B.