Huck hid the raft with WILLOWS
Art Neuendorffer
http://www.lairweb.org.nz/leonardo/willow.html
<<Leonardo was responsible for the decoration of the ceiling and vault of
the Sala delle Asse (translation: 'room of the tower' or 'room of the wooden
boards') in Sforza's castle, Milan. He was presented with this room for his
own use; access being gained via a bridge & arcade he built over the moat.
Painted between 1495--1497, the fresco is made up of eighteen WILLOW trees,
two of which skillfully encircle two windows in the room . Where the boughs
meet towards the ceiling they intertwine, thought to be a symbol of the
marriage of Ludovico, Duke of Milan with BEATRICE d'Este. Emblazoned
throughout the branches is a fantastic golden rope made up of assorted
loops & knots. Appearing to be several ropes, if it is followed the viewer
discovers it is actually just the one cord which folds back on itself,
twisting and turning throughout the entire pattern. Gold rope was a
fashionable symbol of the day and appeared knotted on the clothing
of BEATRICE d'Este. Included in the work is the coat of arms of
the Sforza family (FALCONS & serpents) which is painted in
the very centre of the ceiling where the tree branches meet.
Much of the work on the 2,880 square foot canopy was carried out by
Leonardo's pupils, but he did the design and this is a play on the word
VINCI, one meaning of which is WILLOW. The search for any other
hidden significance among the designs still continues. The hall was
then used as a barracks and the paint deteriorated & flaked away.>>
----------------------------------------------------------------------
Richard F. Whalen (Shakespeare - Who Was He?: , page 92) said
"Before succeeding to his father's title as earl at age 12 young Edward
de Vere was Viscount Bulbeck and his crest a lion that brandishes a
lance, or shakes a spear. The jousting spear in the crest is broken,
indicating a victory with a solid hit on the adversary in the joust."
http://www.cumulo-nimbus.ca/ch23.htm
Bolbeck: A LION sejant [with forelegs erect & in a squatting position.
(supporting with his DEXTER PAW) a broken LANCE, all ppr.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Ben Jonson: "He seems to SHAKE A LANCE
As brandish't at the EYES of Ignorance."
---------------------------------------------------------------------
http://www.heraldica.org/topics/famous/writers.htm
* William Shakespeare (1564-1623):
Crest: a FALCON rising argent,
holding in its DEXTER CLAW a SPEAR in pale or.
-----------------------------------------------------------------
vultus/Tela vibrat
(Thy) Will Shakes Spears
(Thy) Web Shakes Wills.
<<William Webbe, in A Discourse on English Poetry (1586) wrote: "I may
not omit the DEsERVED commendations of many honourable and noble
Lords & Gentlemen in Her Majesty's Court, which, in the rare devices
of poetry, have been and yet are most skilful; among whom the right
honourable Earl of Oxford may challenge to himself the title of most
excellent among the rest.">>
The Sidhé was a transcendent intellect, known to the Druids as the
Web of the Wise, while "druid" (druidhe) was itself a Celtic word
for "witch" - an English form of the Saxon verb wicca, meaning
"to bend" or "to yield" (as indeed do WILLOW and wicker).>>
-- Sir Laurence Gardner
Nexus Magazine, Volume 6, Number 5 (August-September 1999).
----------------------------------------------------------------------
January 22, 1571, Sir Robert COTTON born. He is noted for collecting
ancient MSS and shelving them under busts of Roman emperors.
The abbreviation COTTON Vitellius AXV, known by students of British
literature, indicates the location of the Beowulf MS in his library.
The MS and a bust of Sir Robert are in the British Museum.
His political leanings landed him in trouble with King Charles I,
who had his library confiscated.
--------------------------------------------------------------
_Huckleberry Finn_
<<Two or three days and nights went by; I reckon I might say they swum by,
they slid along so quiet and smooth and lovely. Here is the way we put in
the time. It was a monstrous big river down there -- sometimes a mile and a
half wide; we run nights and laid up and hid daytimes; soon as the night was
most gone we stopped navigating and tied up -- nearly always in the dead
water under a towhead; and then cut young COTTONwoods and WILLOWS and HID
THE RAFT WITH THEM. Then we set out the lines. Next we slid into the river
and had a swim, so as to freshen up and cool off; then we set down on the
sandy bottom where the water was about knee deep, and watched the daylight
come. Not a sound anywheres -- perfectly still just like the whole world was
asleep, only sometimes the bullfrogs a-cluttering, maybe. The first thing to
see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull line -- that was the
woods on t'other side, you couldn't make nothing else out; then a pale place
in the sky; then more paleness, spreading around; then the river softened
up, away off, and warn't black anymore, but gray; you could see little dark
spots drifting along, ever so far away -- trading scows, and such things;
and long black streaks -- rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking;
or jumbled up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by-and-by
you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of the streak
that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks on it and makes
that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl up off the water, and
the east reddens up, and the river, and you make out a log-cabin in the edge
of the woods, away on the bank on t'other side of the river, being a
woodyard, likely, and piled by them cheats so you can throw a dog through it
anywheres; then the nice breeze springs up, and comes fanning you over
there, so cool and fresh, and sweet to smell, on account of the woods and
the flowers.... And next you've got the full day, and everything smiling in
the sun, and the song-birds just going it!>>
----------------------------------------------------
_SABRINA_ by JOHN MILTON 1608-1674
By the rushy fringed bank,
Where grows the WILLOW and the *OSIER* dank,
My sliding Chariot stayes,
Thick set with Agat, and the azurn sheen
Of Turkis blew, and Emrauld green
That in the channell strayes,
Whilst from off the waters fleet
Thus I set my printless feet
O're the Cowslips Velvet head,
That bends not as I tread,
Gentle swain at thy request
I am here.
------------------------------------------------------------
<= 19 =>
WillS hake spea [r] eAvgP
hilip sHen Cond [e] lWill
SlyWi llKe mpeR [i] cBvrb
adgeI ohHe ming [s] ThoPo
peChr *BEES* tonI [o] hDvke
-----------------------------------------------------------------
Metamorphoses By Ovid
Translated by Sir Samuel Garth, John Dryden, et al
The Peasants of Lycia transform'd to Frogs
Hence too she fled the furious stepdame's pow'r,
And in her arms a double godhead bore;
And now the borders of fair Lycia gain'd,
Just when the summer solstice parch'd the land.
With thirst the Goddess languishing, no more
Her empty'd breast would yield its milky store;
When, from below, the smiling valley show'd
A silver lake that in its bottom flow'd:
A sort of clowns were reaping, near the bank,
The bending *OSIER*, and the bullrush dank;
The cresse, and water-lilly, fragrant weed,
Whose juicy stalk the liquid fountains feed.
The Goddess came, and kneeling on the brink,
Stoop'd at the fresh repast, prepar'd to drink.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
THESPRIO: You shall know; two lictors two *OSIER* bundles of twigs.
--------------------------------------------------------------------
THESEINSUINGSONNETSM [r] WHALL
HAPPINESSEANDTHATET [E] RNITI
EPROMISEDBYOUREVERL [I V] INGP
OETWISHETHTHEWELLWI [S]h[I] NGA
DVENTURERINSETTINGF [O]r t[H] TT
------------------------------------------------------------------------
<<A sense of fear of symbols and portents,
of the HAWK-like man whose name he bore soaring out of
his captivity on OSIER-woven wings.>> - Portrait of the Artist
*OSIER*, n. [F. OSIER: cf. {Prov}. F. oISIS, Armor. ozil, aozil,
Gr. ?, L. vitex, and E. withy.] One of the long,
pliable twigs of A kind of WILLOW ({Salix viminalis})
growing in wet places in Europe and Asia.
"The rank of *OSIERS* by the murmuring stream." --Shak.
<<didn't you spot her in her windaug, wubbling up on an OSIERy chair,
with a meusic before her all cunniform letters, pretending to
ribble a REEDY derg on a fiddle she bogans without a band on?
Sure she can't fiddan a dee, with bow or abandon!>> - FW
<<All focussed their attention on the scene exhibited, a group of savage
women in striped loincloths, squatted, blinking, suckling, frowning,
sleeping, amid a swarm of infants (there must have been quite a score
of them) outside some primitive shanties of OSIER.>> - Ulysses
-------------------------------------------------------------
WILLOW = VINCI = ORPHEUS = USHER
------------------------------------------------------------
_Secrets of E.A.Poe, DeChirico, apples, redemption, etc_
http://www.unverse.com/id-books-1582430357
<<Originally read as a lecture at the University of Toronto back in
1982, this book is a rich tapestry depicting the strange, wonderful,
recondite, unexpected weaving of literature and the time-honored
symbolism within the tradition of still-life paintings:
1) Apple and pear as the Fall and the Redemption, respectively;
4) Poe's "The Fall of the House of USHER" and its connection
to the underworld by way of ORPHEUS, whose name means
'WILLOW' as does the old french 'ussier', thus 'USHER';>>
--------------------------------------------------------------
QUEEN GERTRUDE There is a WILLOW grows aslant a BROOK,
That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream;
There with fantastic GARLANDS did she come
There, on the pendent boughs her coronet weeds
CLAMBRING TO HANG, AN ENVIOUS SLIVER BROKE
-------------------------------------------------------------
The History of Harps
http://www.harps.com/history_expanded.html
<<Legend has it that the Jews refused to play the harp
when they were exiled in Babylon. Instead the Harp of David
was hung upon the WILLOW trees. The harp of the Temple was
forever silenced and disappeared. Ancient Talmudic prophesy
says that harps will USHER in the coming of the Messiah.>>
----------------------------------------------------------------
Brigit as Triple Goddess, especially the Yellow-Green Enchantress
http://www.artesmagicae.com/TripleBrigit.htm
<<As patroness of cattle and fertility,
Brigit is clearly equated with Tara-Anna-Eithne, the Rorian
tradition's Abbess, Diviner, and healer of the springtime,
whose trees are WILLOW & furze,
whose animal is the cow or BULL,
and whose bird is the CRANE.>>
----------------------------------------------------------------
<<The Ogburns,in _This Star of England_, p., 175,
trace "WILL" via "WELL" and "SPRING" to VER or VERE.>>
Brag. This side is Hiems, Winter. This VER, the SPRING:
The one maynteined by the Owle, th'other by the (CU)ckow.
DRAZIW L(CU)LIW .EREVIV EVIL
WIZARD O(XF)ORD VIVERE LIVE
--------------------------------------------------------------------
http://www.mallet-argent.com/rene.html
<<King Rene of Anjou is, arguably, most well known
for authoring two illuminated books; Le CUeur d'Amours Espris
(The Book of the Heart Possessed by Love) and the Livre des Tournies
(The Manual for the Perfect Organization of Tourneys).
Core, n. [OF. cor, coer, CUer, F. c[oe]ur, fr. L. cor heart.]
The first is an allegory in which the heart is represented by a knight
named CUeur, who pursues his love, Sweet Grace. The second is an idealized
version of a Pas d'Armes, an actual handbook, and indeed no one was a
better-qualified author. It was prepared during the late 1440s, about the
time Rene's great tourneys were actually held. When it was reported to Rene'
that a noble lord of high degree had expressed himself disparagingly about
the Duke of Anjou's new literary activity, saving: "It ill befits a prince
to descend to such scribbler's work," Rene's comment was: "Such words
might come more fittingly from a BELLOWING BULL than a noble prince.">>
Rene's masterpiece: _Le Livre du CUeur d'Amours Espris_ (1457)
http://www.guice.org/bklvntr2.html
http://www.guice.org/bklvf-21.html
<<The combat is now over and the Black Knight rides off. ~~ Dame
Melancholy is gone ~ in her place there is another lady, Hope (
Esperance ). It is she who pulls Cueur from the muddy stream, his horse
having already scrambled out. In the stream float broken pieces of
Sorrows Lance, but Cueur's lance, too, has fallen into the water. Cueur
has tied his shield to his back and is supporting himself on the
riverbank with his left arm. Hope is holding her left arm out for
balance as she tugs at Cueur's wrist. Desire bows to her in mute homage,
but from the text we learn that he also lends her a hand in her rescue
work.The scene is the same as in the previous illustration, though it
has shifted a bit, with the bridge and the hills and trees behind it
further off to the left. This brings more of the stream into the
picture, with the new trees visible, among them a FLOURISHING WILLOW.>>
<<King Rene of Anjou's daughter Marguerite
married King Henry VI of England in 1445.>>
-----------------------------------------------------------------
The Mistresses of Charles II by Brenda Ralph Lewis
http://www.britannia.com/history/charmist.html
<<NELL herself was the target of some opposition from another
of the royal mistresses, the high & mighty Louise de Keroualle.
NELL's name for Louise was 'WEEPING WILLOW', since Louise
would use tears to prise some gift or favour from the King.>>
--------------------------------------------------------------------
Art Neuendorffer