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      By Admin on December 01, 2012 with 01 Commnets

      Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Aliquam viverra convallis auctor. Sed accumsan libero quis mi commodo et suscipit enim lacinia. Morbi rutrum vulputate est sed faucibus. Nulla sed nisl mauris, id tristique tortor. Sed iaculis dapibus urna nec dictum. Proin non enim odio. [...]To this assembly of earnest, pale men and spectacled women Harris was to lecture, and I looked from them to Harris and from Harris to them with joyful expectations. From the very first sentence he was fiery and provocative, throwing out daring theories, anathematising all forms of respectability, upholding with unparalleled fierceness a wonderful ideal of chivalry and nobility and condemning, en bloc, the whole human race, and particularly that portion of it seated before him. Ladies rustled; men stirred 34uneasily. Then, having delivered himself of a passage of hot eloquence, he paused. A clock ticked. He looked defiantly at us and still paused. A fat lady in the front row, palpably embarrassed by the long silence and, no doubt, feeling that she had reached one of the most dramatic moments of her existence, banged her plump hands together and ejaculated: Bravo! A few other ladies of both sexes joined her, but Harris was not to be placated. Thrusting out his chin, he began again. And this time he attacked the Mancunian literary idol, Professor C. H. Herford, a great scholar, but a more than suitable object for Harriss ridicule. Herford is a man who has not lived fully: a semi-invalid, asthmatic, bloodless and spectacled; a man of books and rather dusty books; in effect, a professor. He had recently reviewed Harriss book, The Man Shakespeare, in The Manchester Guardian, and had called it a disgrace to British scholarship. Why this should have annoyed the author I cannot tell, but Harris is at times a little unreasonable. Indeed, annoyance but feebly describes the feeling that spent itself in scalding invective and the most terrible irony. Each sentence he spoke appeared to be the last word in bitterness; but each succeeding sentence leaped above and beyond its predecessor, until at length the speaker had lashed himself into a state of feeling to express which words were useless. He stopped magnificently, and this time the room rang with applause. It is probable that not half-a-dozen people present believed his attack on Professor Herford was justified; indeed, it is probable that not half-a-dozen were qualified to form any opinion of value on the matter. Nevertheless, they applauded him with enthusiasm, and they did so because they had been deeply stirred by eloquence that can only be described as superb and by anger that was lava hot in its sincerity. Briefly, the lecture was an overwhelming success.

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      By Admin on December 01, 2012 with 01 Commnets

      Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Aliquam viverra convallis auctor. Sed accumsan libero quis mi commodo et suscipit enim lacinia. Morbi rutrum vulputate est sed faucibus. Nulla sed nisl mauris, id tristique tortor. Sed iaculis dapibus urna nec dictum. Proin non enim odio. [...]I sometimes feel rather a pig, he continued, making money by my trifles when so many men with much greater gifts can only rarely get their work performed and still more rarely get it published. You told us just now, said he, turning to Brian, that you would like to make money by your compositions. Who wouldnt? Well, it would be foolish of me to advise you to try to write more simply, with less originality, and on a smaller scale. It would be foolish, because you simply couldnt do it. No; you must work out your own salvation: it is only a matter of waiting: success will come.

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      Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Aliquam viverra convallis auctor. Sed accumsan libero quis mi commodo et suscipit enim lacinia. Morbi rutrum vulputate est sed faucibus. Nulla sed nisl mauris, id tristique tortor. Sed iaculis dapibus urna nec dictum. Proin non enim odio. [...]But neither Monro nor Abercrombie, greatly gifted and earnest in their work though they be, fulfils ones conception of a poetic personality. There is no mystery about them, no glamour; they do not arouse wonder or surprise. John Masefield, on the other hand, has an invincible picturesquenessa picturesqueness that stamps him at once as different from his fellows. He is tall, straight and blue-eyed, with a complexion as clear as a childs. His eyes are amazingly shy, almost furtive. His manner is shy, almost furtive. He speaks to you as though he suspected you of hostility, as though you had the power to injure him and were on the point of using that power. You feel his sensitiveness and you admire the dignity that is at once its outcome and its protection.

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      Sed accumsan libero quis mi commodo et suscipit绑定手机送28的棋牌

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      Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetur adipiscing elit. Aliquam viverra convallis auctor. Sed accumsan libero quis mi commodo et suscipit enim lacinia. Morbi rutrum vulputate est sed faucibus. Nulla sed nisl mauris, id tristique tortor. Sed iaculis dapibus urna nec dictum. Proin non enim odio. [...]I have described these people because, though they do not represent Chelsea, they are to be met with there in considerable numbers. They have flats and studios full of knick-knacks, flats in which you will find art curtains, studios in which there is ascetic severity and where one has triscuits for breakfast.

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      November 11 ,2012CHAPTER III FRANK HARRIS

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      November 11 ,2012Of course, Manchester is not London. You know that. In London, if you dont like one play, you can go to another. If the music that Sir Henry J. Wood gives you is not to your taste, you can go to hear Mr Landon Ronald, or (if truly desperate) join the Philharmonic Society. But in Manchester this is not so. You have either to like the music or do without it. Well, some years ago we didnt like it, and Jack Kahane, talking to me one day in a mood of disgust, casually remarked:

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      November 11 ,2012It must have been five or six years ago that a friend came to me with the news that Frank Harris had expressed a desire to see some of my verse. Precisely what my friend had told Harris about me, I do not know; something very exaggerated, perhaps; something complimentary, doubtless; something that piqued Harriss curiosity, it was evident. As Harris is one of the few modern writers for whom my boyish admiration has survived manhood, I felt subtly gratified that he should take even a fleeting interest in me, and I sat down at once and copied out various poems that had already appeared in The Academy, under Lord Alfred Douglass editorship, and in The English Review in the days of Ford Madox Hueffer, and, more recently, when edited by Austin Harrison. With my verses I sent a letter, hypocritically modest as regards myself, honestly full of admiration as regards Harris. He replied from his villa in Nice, sending me a long letter in which he did me the honour to enter fully into the supposed merits and demerits of my work. Of one poem he said that it was not sufficiently sensual, and I have never been able quite to understand what he meant, for I had, with some particularity, described seven naked ladies swimming in a pool, and I had felt that my verses had obviously enough expressed my feelings.

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