The current NYRB has an

Flavius — Fri, 07 Mar 2014 12:45:57 +0000

The current NYRB has an article on Auden's concealed generosity.

Yes , a sonnet.14 lines

Flavius — Fri, 07 Mar 2014 12:43:55 +0000

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Yes , a sonnet.14 lines rhyming a b a b ,c,d,c,d -with a significant change in the poets' ideas at line 9 coinciding with a change in the rhyming scheme to

e,e. f,f,g.g..

CORRECTION

Wrong the last six lines rhyme

e,e. f,f. e,e

As is this...

Peter Schwartz — Thu, 06 Mar 2014 00:48:44 +0000

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As is this...

Really beautiful.

Peter Schwartz — Thu, 06 Mar 2014 00:48:15 +0000

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Really beautiful.

From the Sea and the Mirror,

moat — Sun, 02 Mar 2014 16:41:39 +0000

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From the Sea and the Mirror, A Commentary on Shakespeare's The Tempest, part 3, Caliban to the Audience:

So, too, with Time who, in our auditorium, is not her dear old buffer so anxious to please everybody, but a prim magistrate whose court never adjourns, and from whose decisions, as he laconically sentences one to loss of hair and talent, another to seven days' chastity, and a third to boredom for life, there is no appeal. We should not be sitting here now, washed, warm, well-fed, in seats we have paid for, unless there were others who are not here; our liveliness and good-humour, such as they are, are those of survivors, conscious that there are others who have not been so fortunate, others who did not succeed in navigating the narrow passage or to whom the natives were not friendly, others whose streets were chosen by the explosion or through whose country the famine turned aside from ours to go, others who failed to repel the invasion of bacteria or to crush the insurrection of their bowels, others who lost their suit against their parents or were ruined by wishes they could not adjust or murdered by resentments they could not control; aware of some who were better and bigger but from whom, only the other day, Fortune withdrew her hand in sudden disgust, now nervously playing chess with drunken sea-captains in sordid cafes on the equator or the Arctic Circle, or lying, only a few blocks away, strapped and screaming on iron beds or dropping to naked pieces in damp graves. And shouldn't you too, dear master, reflect -forgive us for mentioning it- that we might very well not have been attending a production of yours this evening, had not some other and maybe -who can tell- brighter talent married a barmaid or turned religious and shy or gone down in a liner with all he manuscripts, the loss only recorded in the corner of some country newspaper below A Poultry Lover's Jottings?

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The current NYRB has an

Yes , a sonnet.14 lines

As is this...

Really beautiful.

From the Sea and the Mirror,