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Art Neuendorffer
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<<Michelangelo Buonarroti was
born into a poor family in a
little mountain town of Caprese, near Florence, who considered
themselves NOBLE. His father gave him to a family of STONECUTTERS.
little mountain town of Caprese, near Florence, who considered
themselves NOBLE. His father gave him to a family of STONECUTTERS.
Later
Michelangelo was mentored by LORENZO
DE' MEDICI
where he was exposed to the Neoplatonic thought.>>
where he was exposed to the Neoplatonic thought.>>
<<The MEDICI imprese was a SWAN with the motto
SEMPER.>>
Michelangelo died in 1564
Shaksper was born in 1564
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Michelangelo's LAST JUDGEMENT contains his own face
on St. BARTHOLOMEW's flayed skin AS A SIGNATURE.
Michelangelo's LAST JUDGEMENT contains his own face
on St. BARTHOLOMEW's flayed skin AS A SIGNATURE.
St.
BARTHOLOMEW: patron of BOOKBINDERS,
BUTCHERS, DYERS,
GLOVERS, LEATHER-workers,
PLASTERERS, SHOEMAKERS,
TAILORS, & TANNERS.
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JOYCE: Ulysses, Scylla & Charybdis
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JOYCE: Ulysses, Scylla & Charybdis
STEPHEN ( Stringendo .) He has hidden his own
name,
a fair name, William, in the
plays, a super here, a clown there,
as a painter
of old Italy set his face in a dark corner of his
canvas.
He has revealed it in the
sonnets where there is Will in overplus.
Like John O'Gaunt
his name is dear to him, as dear as
the coat of arms he
toadied for, on a BEND sable a
spear
or steeled argent,
honorificabilitudinitatibus, dearer
than his glory
of greatest
shakescene in the country. What's in a name?
_
H O [N] O R I F I
C
_ A B_[I] L I T U D I
[N_I_T] A T I B U S
_ A B_[I] L I T U D I
[N_I_T] A T I B U S
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STRINGENDO, a. [It.] A directive to perform a certain passage of
STRINGENDO, a. [It.] A directive to perform a certain passage of
a composition with a pressing forward or acceleration of the
tempo.
{anagram}
STRINGENDO
GRINDSTONE
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John Heywood. (1497?-1580?)
STRINGENDO
GRINDSTONE
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John Heywood. (1497?-1580?)
Hold their noses to GRINSTONE.
Proverbes. Part i. Chap. v.
Proverbes. Part i. Chap. v.
Hold their noses to the GRINDSTONE.-Thomas Middleton:
Blurt, Master-Constable, act iii. sc. 3.
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John Heywood. (1497?-1580?)
John Heywood. (1497?-1580?)
Shee had seene far in a MILSTONE.
Proverbes. Part i. Chap. x.
Proverbes. Part i. Chap. x.
John Lyly: Euphues (Arber's reprint), p.
288.
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The Hunting of the SNARK by Lewis Carroll (1876)
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The Hunting of the SNARK by Lewis Carroll (1876)
The BOOTS and the Broker were sharpening a
SPADE--
Each working the GRINDSTONE in turn:
But the Beaver went on making lace, and displayed
No interest in the concern:
Each working the GRINDSTONE in turn:
But the Beaver went on making lace, and displayed
No interest in the concern:
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"Then you admit you had the cheese, do you?" "No, sir, I admit no such
thing," quickly rejoined the former; "for I still say I never had a
cheese of you in the world. But I did have a small GRINDSTONE of you at
the time, and at just the price you have charged for your supposed
cheese; and here is your money for it, sir. Now, Bunker, what do you say
to that?" "GRINDSTONE -- cheese -- cheese -- GRINDSTONE!" exclaimed
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"Then you admit you had the cheese, do you?" "No, sir, I admit no such
thing," quickly rejoined the former; "for I still say I never had a
cheese of you in the world. But I did have a small GRINDSTONE of you at
the time, and at just the price you have charged for your supposed
cheese; and here is your money for it, sir. Now, Bunker, what do you say
to that?" "GRINDSTONE -- cheese -- cheese -- GRINDSTONE!" exclaimed
the now evidently nonplussed and doubtful Bunker, taking a few rapid
turns about the room, and occasionally stopping at the table to
scrutinize
anew his hieroglyphical charge; "I must think this matter over again.
GRINDSTONE -- cheese -- cheese -- GRINDSTONE. Ah! I have it;
but may God forgive me for what I have done! It was a GRINDSTONE,
but I forgot to make a hole in the middle for the crank."
anew his hieroglyphical charge; "I must think this matter over again.
GRINDSTONE -- cheese -- cheese -- GRINDSTONE. Ah! I have it;
but may God forgive me for what I have done! It was a GRINDSTONE,
but I forgot to make a hole in the middle for the crank."
- DANIEL PIERCE THOMPSON [author of The Adventures of
Timothy
Peacock, Esquire, or, Freemasonry Practically Illustrated
in a series of Amusing Adventures of a Masonic Quixot &
member of the Vermont Bar.Middlebury.1835]
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<<Tom says. . . "We got to have a rock for
the coat of arms and mournful inscriptions, and we can
kill two birds with that same rock. There's a gaudy
big GRINDSTONE down at the mill, and we'll smouch it,
and carve the things on it, and file out the pens and
the saw on it, too."
It warn't no slouch of an idea; and it warn't no
slouch of a GRINDSTONE nuther; but we allowed we'd
tackle it. It warn't quite midnight yet, so we cleared
out for the mill, leaving Jim at work. We smouched
the GRINDSTONE, and set out to roll her home, but it
was a most nation tough job. Sometimes, do what we
could, we couldn't keep her from falling over, and she
come mighty near mashing us every time. Tom said
she was going to get one of us, sure, before we got
through. We got her half way; and then we was
plumb played out, and most drownded with sweat.
We see it warn't no use; we got to go and fetch Jim
So he raised up his bed and slid the chain off of the
bed-leg, and wrapt it round and round his neck, and
we crawled out through our hole and down there, and
Jim and me laid into that GRINDSTONE and walked
her along like nothing; and Tom superintended.
He could out-superintend any boy I ever see.
He knowed how to do everything.
Peacock, Esquire, or, Freemasonry Practically Illustrated
in a series of Amusing Adventures of a Masonic Quixot &
member of the Vermont Bar.Middlebury.1835]
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<<Tom says. . . "We got to have a rock for
the coat of arms and mournful inscriptions, and we can
kill two birds with that same rock. There's a gaudy
big GRINDSTONE down at the mill, and we'll smouch it,
and carve the things on it, and file out the pens and
the saw on it, too."
It warn't no slouch of an idea; and it warn't no
slouch of a GRINDSTONE nuther; but we allowed we'd
tackle it. It warn't quite midnight yet, so we cleared
out for the mill, leaving Jim at work. We smouched
the GRINDSTONE, and set out to roll her home, but it
was a most nation tough job. Sometimes, do what we
could, we couldn't keep her from falling over, and she
come mighty near mashing us every time. Tom said
she was going to get one of us, sure, before we got
through. We got her half way; and then we was
plumb played out, and most drownded with sweat.
We see it warn't no use; we got to go and fetch Jim
So he raised up his bed and slid the chain off of the
bed-leg, and wrapt it round and round his neck, and
we crawled out through our hole and down there, and
Jim and me laid into that GRINDSTONE and walked
her along like nothing; and Tom superintended.
He could out-superintend any boy I ever see.
He knowed how to do everything.
Our hole was pretty big, but it warn't big enough to
get the GRINDSTONE through; but Jim he took the pick
and soon made it big enough. Then Tom marked out
them things on it with the nail, and set Jim to work on
them, with the nail for a chisel and an iron bolt from
the rubbage in the lean-to for a hammer, and told him
to work till the rest of his candle quit on him, and then
he could go to bed, and hide the GRINDSTONE under his
straw tick and sleep on it.
get the GRINDSTONE through; but Jim he took the pick
and soon made it big enough. Then Tom marked out
them things on it with the nail, and set Jim to work on
them, with the nail for a chisel and an iron bolt from
the rubbage in the lean-to for a hammer, and told him
to work till the rest of his candle quit on him, and then
he could go to bed, and hide the GRINDSTONE under his
straw tick and sleep on it.
Old Mrs. Hotchkiss . . .
says:
"Look at that-air GRINDSTONE,
s'I; want to tell ME't any
cretur 't's in his right mind 's a goin' to scrabble all
them crazy things onto a GRINDSTONE, s'I? Here sich 'n'
sich a person busted his heart; 'n' here so 'n' so
pegged along for thirty-seven year, 'n' all that --
natcherl son o' Louis somebody, 'n' sich everlast'n rubbage."
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Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens ** ( Part III - Chapter II )
cretur 't's in his right mind 's a goin' to scrabble all
them crazy things onto a GRINDSTONE, s'I? Here sich 'n'
sich a person busted his heart; 'n' here so 'n' so
pegged along for thirty-seven year, 'n' all that --
natcherl son o' Louis somebody, 'n' sich everlast'n rubbage."
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Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens ** ( Part III - Chapter II )
The GRINDSTONE
Against two of the pillars were fastened two
great
flaring flambeaux, and in the light of these, standing out
in the open air, was a large GRINDSTONE: a roughly mounted
thing which appeared to have hurriedly been brought there
from some neighbouring smithy, or other workshop.
flaring flambeaux, and in the light of these, standing out
in the open air, was a large GRINDSTONE: a roughly mounted
thing which appeared to have hurriedly been brought there
from some neighbouring smithy, or other workshop.
The people in possession of the house had let them in at
the gate, and they had rushed in to work at the GRINDSTONE;
it had evidently been set up there for their purpose,
as in a convenient and retired spot.
the gate, and they had rushed in to work at the GRINDSTONE;
it had evidently been set up there for their purpose,
as in a convenient and retired spot.
But, such awful workers, and such awful
work!
The GRINDSTONE had a double
handle, and, turning at it madly were two
men, whose faces, as their long hair Rapped back when the whirlings
of the GRINDSTONE brought their faces up, were more horrible and
cruel than the visages of the wildest savages in their most barbarous
disguise. False eyebrows and false moustaches were stuck upon them,
and their hideous countenances were all bloody and sweaty, and
all awry with howling, and all staring and glaring with beastly
excitement and want of sleep. As these ruffians turned and turned,
their matted locks now flung forward over their eyes, now flung
backward over their necks, some women held wine to their mouths
that they might drink; and what with dropping blood, and what with
dropping wine, and what with the stream of sparks struck out of the
stone, all their wicked atmosphere seemed gore and fire. The eye
could not detect one creature in the group free from the smear of blood.
Shouldering one another to get next at the sharpening-stone, were
men stripped to the waist, with the stain all over their limbs and
bodies; men in all sorts of rags, with the stain upon those rags;
men devilishly set off with spoils of women's lace and silk and
ribbon, with the stain dyeing those trifles through and through.
men, whose faces, as their long hair Rapped back when the whirlings
of the GRINDSTONE brought their faces up, were more horrible and
cruel than the visages of the wildest savages in their most barbarous
disguise. False eyebrows and false moustaches were stuck upon them,
and their hideous countenances were all bloody and sweaty, and
all awry with howling, and all staring and glaring with beastly
excitement and want of sleep. As these ruffians turned and turned,
their matted locks now flung forward over their eyes, now flung
backward over their necks, some women held wine to their mouths
that they might drink; and what with dropping blood, and what with
dropping wine, and what with the stream of sparks struck out of the
stone, all their wicked atmosphere seemed gore and fire. The eye
could not detect one creature in the group free from the smear of blood.
Shouldering one another to get next at the sharpening-stone, were
men stripped to the waist, with the stain all over their limbs and
bodies; men in all sorts of rags, with the stain upon those rags;
men devilishly set off with spoils of women's lace and silk and
ribbon, with the stain dyeing those trifles through and through.
Twice more in the darkness the bell at the great gate sounded,
and the irruption was repeated, and the GRINDSTONE whirled and
spluttered. "What is it?" cried Lucie, affrighted. "Hush! The
soldiers' swords are sharpened there," said Mr. Lorry. "The place
is national property now, and used as a kind of armoury, my love."
and the irruption was repeated, and the GRINDSTONE whirled and
spluttered. "What is it?" cried Lucie, affrighted. "Hush! The
soldiers' swords are sharpened there," said Mr. Lorry. "The place
is national property now, and used as a kind of armoury, my love."
The great GRINDSTONE, Earth,
had turned when Mr. Lorry looked out again,
and the sun was red on the courtyard. But, the lesser GRINDSTONE
stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that
the sun had never given, and would never take away.
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Romeo and Juliet Act 1, Scene 5
and the sun was red on the courtyard. But, the lesser GRINDSTONE
stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that
the sun had never given, and would never take away.
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Romeo and Juliet Act 1, Scene 5
First Servant: let the PORTER let in SUSAN GRINDSTONE and
NELL.
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HENRY PORTER disappears on St. AUGUSTINE's day May 26, 1599
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HENRY PORTER disappears on St. AUGUSTINE's day May 26, 1599
SUSAN
Vere born on St. AUGUSTINE's day
May 26, 1587
Witty SUSANna Shak. was 'born' on St. AUGUSTINE's day May 26, 1583
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_David Copperfield_ by Charles Dickens CHAP. 20
Witty SUSANna Shak. was 'born' on St. AUGUSTINE's day May 26, 1583
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_David Copperfield_ by Charles Dickens CHAP. 20
'She is VERY CLEVER, is she not?' I asked.
<< *Clamn dever* ,
Lenehan said to Mr O'Madden Burke.>> -- _Ulysses_
'CLEVER! She brings
EVERything to a GRINDSTONE,' said
Steerforth,
and sharpens it, as she has sharpened her own face and figure
these years past. She has worn herself away by constant sharpening.
She is all edge. . . She is always dangerous.'
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JUDGES 9:52 And Abimelech came unto the tower, and fought against it,
and went hard unto the door of the tower to burn it with fire. And a
certain woman cast a piece of a MILLSTONE upon Abimelech's head, and
all to brake his skull. Then he called hastily unto the young man his
armourbearer, and said unto him, Draw thy sword, and slay me, that
men say not of me, A women slew him. And his young man thrust him
through, and he died.
2 SAMUEL 11:21 Who smote Abimelech the son of Jerubbesheth?
did not a woman cast a piece of a MILLSTONE upon him
and sharpens it, as she has sharpened her own face and figure
these years past. She has worn herself away by constant sharpening.
She is all edge. . . She is always dangerous.'
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JUDGES 9:52 And Abimelech came unto the tower, and fought against it,
and went hard unto the door of the tower to burn it with fire. And a
certain woman cast a piece of a MILLSTONE upon Abimelech's head, and
all to brake his skull. Then he called hastily unto the young man his
armourbearer, and said unto him, Draw thy sword, and slay me, that
men say not of me, A women slew him. And his young man thrust him
through, and he died.
2 SAMUEL 11:21 Who smote Abimelech the son of Jerubbesheth?
did not a woman cast a piece of a MILLSTONE upon him
from the wall, that he died in Thebez?
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"Look, your worship," said Sancho; "what we see there are not giants
but windmills, and what seem to be their arms are the sails that
turned by the wind make the MILLSTONE go."
"It is easy to see," replied Don Quixote, "that thou art not used to
this business of adventures; those are giants; and if thou art afraid,
away with thee out of this and betake thyself to prayer
while I engage them in fierce and unequal combat."
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Total and Annular Eclipses of the Sun in the British Isles
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"Look, your worship," said Sancho; "what we see there are not giants
but windmills, and what seem to be their arms are the sails that
turned by the wind make the MILLSTONE go."
"It is easy to see," replied Don Quixote, "that thou art not used to
this business of adventures; those are giants; and if thou art afraid,
away with thee out of this and betake thyself to prayer
while I engage them in fierce and unequal combat."
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Total and Annular Eclipses of the Sun in the British Isles
http://www.phenomena.org.uk/CentralSolar.htm
20. 1652 April 8. A total eclipse in Scotland. Mirk
Monday.
At Carrickfergus, when the Sun was reduced to
"a very slender crescent of light, the Moon all at once
threw herself within the margin of the solar disc with
such agility that she seemed to revolve like an upper
MILLSTONE". Carrickfergus was only just within
the north limit of totality. (J. R. Hind)
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St. Quirinus of Croatia [Feastday June 4]
http://users.erols.com/saintpat/ss/0604.htm#quir
At Carrickfergus, when the Sun was reduced to
"a very slender crescent of light, the Moon all at once
threw herself within the margin of the solar disc with
such agility that she seemed to revolve like an upper
MILLSTONE". Carrickfergus was only just within
the north limit of totality. (J. R. Hind)
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St. Quirinus of Croatia [Feastday June 4]
http://users.erols.com/saintpat/ss/0604.htm#quir
<<Died 308. Bishop Quirinus of Sisak (Seseg), Croatia. He fled
from
his city to escape the persecution of Galerius, was captured, and
brought
back. Ordered to sacrifice to the gods, he refused and was, therefore,
barbarously beaten before being handed over to the governor
back. Ordered to sacrifice to the gods, he refused and was, therefore,
barbarously beaten before being handed over to the governor
of Pannonia Prima at Sabaria (nowSzombathely in Hungary).
Upon his refusal to apostatize, he was drowned in the Raab
River.
In art, Saint Quirinus is a bishop with a MILLSTONE near him.
He might also be shown
(1) being thrown into the River Raab with a MILLSTONE tied to him;
(2) floating on a MILLSTONE, preaching to a crowd; or
(3) as a deacon with a MILLSTONE (erroneously).
He is venerated
in
Hungary.>>
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