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William Ewart Gladstone (1809-1898) distinguished himself as an orator, although he never shed his "Lancashire" accent. He was born in Liverpool to a wealthy tradesman and was Eton educated. He vacillated his entire career between the clergy and politics. In truth, he was a true classical scholar which showed in his "Studies on Homer and the Homeric Age" in 1858.
Originally, he defended the single state religion but abandoned these ideas in "The State in its Relations with the Church" (1838) and "Bulgarian Horrors and the Question of the East" (1876).
"The Gladstone Diaries" which were published in 1968 revealed his complex personality, focusing on his interest in saving prostitiutes and was given to reading Tennyson’s The Princess and Guinevere to his rescue cases.
His journalistic nickname G.O.M. (Grand Old Man) current from 1882, is said to have been coined by Lord Roseberry.
England’s Best Known Poet
Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s Dejection: An Ode described his fit of dejection on April 4, 1802.
Contrary to popular belief this was not written to "a lady" but to W. Wordsworth. Here’s the second stanza:
A grief without a pang, void, dark, and drear,
A stifled, drowsy, unimpassioned grief,
Which finds no natural outlet, no relief,
In word, or sigh, or tear-
O Lady! in this wan and heartless mood,
To other thoughts by yonder throstle wooed,
All this long eve, so balmy and serene,
Have I been gazing on the western sky,
And its peculiar tint of yellow green:
And still I gaze- and with how blank an eye!
And those thin clouds above, in flakes and bars,
That give away their motion to the stars;
Those stars, that glide behind them or between,
Now sparkling, now bedimmed, but always seen:
Yon crescent Moon, as fixed as if it grew
In its own cloudless, starless lake of blue;
I see them all so excellently fair,
I see, not feel, how beautiful they are!
Four Lake Poets dominated the scene in the nineteenth century, Coleridge, Southey, Wordsworth and DeQuincey, who all lived in the Lakelands . The expression ‘Lake School’ first appeared in the Edinburgh Review in August of 1817. Byron played with the term and referred to it in the Dedication of his Don Juan . DeQuincey denied the existance of a ‘school’.
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Proverbe du Jour: "We seldom stop to think how many peoples’ lives are entwined with our own.
It is a form of selfishness to imagine that every individual can operate on his own or can pull out of the general stream
and not be missed.
– Ivy Baker Priest (1905-1975)