It's a work of short fiction: a 36,000-word novella published in 1852. "It's weird, it's wild, it's beautiful and hilarious, and turns on a dime in ways that are both great and terrible," says the University of Houston grad student who found it.
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This Girl Is on Fire: Germany’s Creepiest Children’s Poem
In this Mark Twain translation of a morbid German children’s poem, a girl lights herself on fire as her cats watch.
One of the poems in “Struwwelpeter”—so famous that Mark Twain once…
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John Ford 1586-1639
- By BBC World News
Most would agree that William Shakespeare’s fame has been a boon for theatre, literature, even the English language as a whole. But it’s been less of a benefit to other Renaissance-era playwrights, most of whom have found their work completely eclipsed by the Bard.
Take John Ford. Artsnight’s Andrew Marr calls him “one of the most underestimated playwrights of the age.” Long before Alfred Hitchcock sent spines tingling with his psychological thrillers, Ford specialised in the same, delving into subjects like incest, murder and witchcraft – and after centuries of being written off, he’s undergoing a revival. The Globe Theatre is putting on five of his plays in five days, while the Royal Shakespeare Company is presenting the first known public performance in 400 years of his play Love’s Sacrifice.
Marr takes a look at the fascinating playwright – and his fixation on psychological topics like mental illness and obsessive jealousy – and why he’s experiencing a resurgence today.
John Ford
Playwright
John Ford was an English playwright and poet of the Jacobean and Caroline eras born in Ilsington in Devon, England.Wikipedia
Born: 1586, Ilsington, United Kingdom
Died: 1639
"Acquainted With The Night" by Robert Frost
"Acquainted With The Night" by Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
*
From one of the most brilliant and widely read of all American poets, a generous selection of lyrics, dramatic monologues, and narrative poems–all of them steeped in the wayward and isolated beauty of Frost’s native New England. Includes his classics "Mending Wall, " "Birches, " and "The Road Not Taken, " as well as poems less famous but equally great. READ more here:http://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/…/frost-poems-by-robert-…/#
"Acquainted With The Night" by Robert Frost
"Acquainted With The Night" by Robert Frost
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have walked out in rain - and back in rain.
I have outwalked the furthest city light.
I have looked down the saddest city lane.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have passed by the watchman on his beat
And dropped my eyes, unwilling to explain.
I have stood still and stopped the sound of feet
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
When far away an interrupted cry
Came over houses from another street,
But not to call me back or say good-bye;
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
And further still at an unearthly height,
One luminary clock against the sky
Proclaimed the time was neither wrong nor right.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
I have been one acquainted with the night.
*
From one of the most brilliant and widely read of all American poets, a generous selection of lyrics, dramatic monologues, and narrative poems–all of them steeped in the wayward and isolated beauty of Frost’s native New England. Includes his classics "Mending Wall, " "Birches, " and "The Road Not Taken, " as well as poems less famous but equally great. READ more here:http://www.penguinrandomhouse.com/…/frost-poems-by-robert-…/#
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