The Fleming Foundation Cultural Commentary

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Poetry: R.L. Stevenson

Home no more home to me, whither must I wander?
Hunger my driver, I go where I must.
Cold blows the winter wind over hill and heather:
Thick drives the rain and my roof is in the dust.

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Wednesday’s Child: Two Gentlemen of the Rona

Gentle reader, I will be frank.  There are no two gentlemen of Verona in my story, and the one and only gentleman I dilate upon rather belongs to Sicily than to the north of Italy.  But ever since my salad days as a jobbing journalist in London I have envied my yellow press colleagues writing headlines of the “Headless Body in Topless Bar” variety….

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The Next “Book”: Aeschylus’ Seven Against Thebes, Part I Introduction

Aeschylus was known for the magnificence of his style and the power of his productions.  His language is always challenging in Greek and difficult to render into English.  Because of his power and occasional obscurity, he might be compared with Shakespeare, and in magnificence, I sometimes think of Richard Wagner as one of his better imitators, albeit a much shallower writer.