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I show more mirth than I am mistress of.
AYLI 1.2
#Shakespeare
The entertainment of dining at Rosings was repeated about twice a week; and, allowing for the loss of Sir William, and there being only one card-table in the evening, every such entertainment was the counterpart of the first.
#JaneAusten #PrideAndPrejudice
Sometimes the grieving person doesn't want to share their feelings.
@SaffronKim I thought this might be interesting for you. I think it was his way of dealing with his beloved sister‘s death. But as he himself said:“ No one‘s grief is the same.“
Whenever any of the cottagers were disposed to be quarrelsome, discontented, or too poor, she sallied forth into the village to settle their differences, silence their complaints, and scold them into harmony and plenty.
#JaneAusten #PrideAndPrejudice
They pipe the way to glory and the grave;
Foolish and young, the gay and golden boys
Love cannot save.
#KatharineTynan
There they go marching all in step so gay,
Smooth-cheeked and golden,
food for shells and guns,
Blithely they go as to a wedding day,
The mothers' sons.
‘Joining the Colours’ #KatharineTynan
#RemembranceDay
🖼️A French Highway, 1918 : #JohnNash : Imperial War Museums
Can't imagine anything more heartbreaking. That poor mother 💔
Pls do read the poem if you can
Now and then they were honoured with a call from her ladyship, and nothing escaped her observation that was passing in the room during these visits. She examined into their employments, looked at their work, and advised them to do it differently.
#JaneAusten #PrideAndPrejudice
This
When the love of your life dies your heart breaks into a million pieces. But as the years go by I’ve come to learn that even if it’s broken it’s not empty. It’s still full of all the love that you shared. Hold on to that. #grief
Above all, this book is not concerned with Poetry.
The subject of it is War, and the pity of War.
The Poetry is in the pity.
#WilfredOwen
'My subject is War
I mean the truth untold
The pity war distilled
The poetry is in the pity'
The words of Wilfred Owen with lines from his poems on a reredos in the war memorial chapel of Ripon Cathedral, North Yorkshire. Owen was killed in France #OTD 4 November 1918.
Had I but served my God with half the zeal
I served my king, he would not in mine age
Have left me naked to mine enemies.
H8 3.2
#Shakespeare
#OTD
4th November 1530
Cardinal Wolsey was arrested for treason at his palace at Cawood, North Yorkshire.
Thomas Wolsey had had a brilliant career, rising from the son of a lowly townsman of Ipswich to become Lord Chancellor of England as well as Archbishop of York. For over fifteen years he had been heavily relied on by King Henry VIII. He was that powerful that he was often referred to by Ambassadors in correspondence as ‘alter rex’ (the other king).
As with all positions of power, he was dependent on Henry’s goodwill, and when he failed to attain an annulment of King Henry VIII’s first marriage, his fall from power was rapid.
Picture
Cawood Palace © Chris Morgan
#ThomasWolsey #CardinalWolsey #ArchbishopofYork #LordChancellor #TheKingsGreatMatter #Cawood #NorthYorkshire #KingHenryVIII #Tudors #History
The old lie
#WilfredOwen
November 4, 1918, a week before the
Armistice, poet Wilfred Owen was killed
in France at the age of 25.
He wrote to his mother explaining the
meaning behind the title of his poem
Dulce et Decorum est:
"The famous Latin tag [from Horace's
Odes] means, of course, It is sweet and
meet to die for one's country. Sweet! and
decorous!"
tolle lege
ALT Wilfred Owen
Sings the tune without the words
#EmilyDickinson
I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears;
And caused a permanent stoppage in all bolts;
And buckled with a smile Mausers and Colts;
And rusted every bayonet with His tears.
And there were no more bombs, of ours or Theirs,
Not even an old flint-lock.
#WilfredOwen d #OTD 1918
Seek peace, and ensue it --- whatever your beliefs or lack thereof 🕊👇
For #WeekRForReligion #AlphabetChallenge
Well the places you find when given the challenge 😉, a Quaker meeting house in Fritchley, 15 mins from home 😀
And till Elizabeth recollected that there might be other family livings to be disposed of, she could not understand the sacrifice of so many hours.
#JaneAusten #PrideAndPrejudice
Her manners and temper were deplorable and her extravagance passed all bounds, but her beauty was so dazzling and irresistible that, despite her unpopularity, her ascendancy over the king lasted for many years.
Sounds like sth out of #JaneAusten's Juvenilia 😊 #BarbaraVilliers
In honour of the infamous Barbara Villiers' birth in November 1640, I will be posting about her life in the lead-up to her christening on 27th November 1640. Yesterday, I shared a card from 1932 about her second husband, Robert Fielding. For 3 November, I've opened The Seventeenth Century Lady Archives again, this time for the 1937 card also made by Player & Sons Cigarettes. Barbara's image has, in one form or another, been in near-continuous print since her lifetime. #Ravenous
A morbid taste for bones 😊 --- 1st thing I thought --- glad someone else remembered
She’s glad the birds are gone away,
She’s glad her simple worsted grey
Is silver now with clinging mist.
The desolate, deserted trees,
The faded earth, the heavy sky,
The beauties she so truly sees.
#RobertFrost
Very few days passed in which Mr Collins did not walk to Rosings, and not many in which his wife did not think it necessary to go likewise.
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What the small day cannot hold
must spill into eternity.
#FrancesBellerby
#AllSouls
A great & underrated poem from an unjustly neglected poet. Nothing more fitting for #AllSoulsDay #AllSoulsDay2026
She not unfrequently stopped at the Parsonage, and had a few minutes' conversation with Charlotte, but was scarcely ever prevailed on to get out.
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