GOODNESS GRACIOUS, GREAT BALL OF FIRE!
STUNNED Stratford residents spotted a "burning ball of
fire" from their home.
Former headteacher Colin McDowall and wife, Jill, were sat
in the back garden when they spotted the "UFO".
(Story continues below image)
The couple were enjoying a late night coffee with Mrs
McDowall's brother, the Rev Michael Hiles, and his wife,
Janice, when they saw the object at about 10.25pm on
Monday.
Mr McDowall, a retired headteacher, said: "We noticed it
in the sky through a gap between the houses. If it had
been an aeroplane on fire, that perhaps would have
explained it. It came from the north and was going towards
the south and was running parallel to Bridgetown Road. We
watched it for about three or four minutes before it
turned at a right angle and started to head west. It was
round and flashing-it was spherical and looked like a ball
of fire. We were astonished."
For the full story, see the Herald.
(unquote)
"Single-mindedness is all very well in cows or baboons;
in an animal claiming to belong to the same species
as Shakespeare it is simply disgraceful."
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. Count de *SEMOS*
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Roundtable wrote:
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> Wasn't it also a fact that no "commoner" was able to publish
> books, poems or plays without being supported by some nobleman or
> other? Miguel de Cervantes, who died the same day as Shakespeare,
> was only able to publish Don Quixotte (first part 1605,
> second part 1615) under the "protection" of Count de *SEMOS*
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http://www.sierratimes.com/archive/files/aug/02/rockyd.htm
<<The apes worship a Christ-like monkey deity called *SEMOS* and they
await his return to Earth, much like Jesus. I wonder if the writers
knew that *SEMOS* is part of a Hungarian word meaning *STORYTELLER* >>
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<<The soldier with the GREEN whiskers led the Lion to the great Throne
Room and bade him enter the presence of Oz. Before the throne was a
*BALL OF FIRE* , so fierce & glowing he could scarcely bear to gaze
upon it. Then a low, quiet voice came from the *BALL OF FIRE* , and
these were the words it spoke: "I am Oz, the Great and Terrible."
The *BALL OF FIRE* burned fiercely for a time, and the voice said,
"Bring me proof that the WICKED Witch is dead, and that moment I will
give you courage." The *BALL OF FIRE* became so furiously hot that the
Lion turned tail and rushed from the room. He was glad to find his
friends waiting for him, and told them of his terrible interview
with the WIZARD.>>
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. "I thought Oz was a great Head," said Dorothy.
"And I thought Oz was a lovely Lady," said the Scarecrow.
"And I thought Oz was a *BALL OF FIRE* ," exclaimed the Lion.
"And I thought Oz was a terrible Beast," said the Tin Woodman.
.
"No, you are all wrong," said the little man meekly.
. "I have been making believe."
.
"Making believe!" cried Dorothy. "Are you not a Great WIZARD?"
.
. "Hush, my dear," he said. "Don't speak so loud, or you will be
overheard- and I should be ruined. I'm supposed to be a Great WIZARD."
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Don Quixote by Cervantes - Translated by John Ormsby
.
The novels were published in the summer of 1613, with a dedication
to the Conde de Lemos, the Maecenas of the day, and with one of
those chatty confidential prefaces Cervantes was so fond of.
.
. DEDICATION OF PART II TO THE COUNT OF LEMOS:
.
These days past, when sending Your Excellency my plays, that had
appeared in print before being shown on the stage, I said, if I remember
well, that Don Quixote was putting on his spurs to go and render homage
to Your Excellency. Now I say that "with his spurs, he is on his way."
Should he reach destination methinks I shall have rendered some service
to Your Excellency, as from many parts I am urged to send him off, so as
to dispel the loathing and disgust caused by another Don Quixote who,
under the name of Second Part, has run masquerading through the whole
world. And he who has shown the greatest longing for him has been the
great Emperor of China, who wrote me a letter in Chinese a month ago and
sent it by a special courier. He asked me, or to be truthful, he begged
me to send him Don Quixote, for he intended to found a college where
the Spanish tongue would be taught, and it was his wish that the book
to be read should be the History of Don Quixote. He also added that
I should go and be the rector of this college. I asked the bearer
if His Majesty had afforded a sum in aid of my travel expenses.
He answered, "No, not even in thought."
"Then, brother," I replied, "you can return to your China, post haste
or at whatever haste you are bound to go, as I am not fit for so long a
travel and, besides being ill, I am very much without money, while
Emperor for Emperor and Monarch for Monarch, I have at Naples the great
Count of Lemos, who, without so many petty titles of colleges and
rectorships, sustains me, protects me and does me more favour than I can
wish for."
Thus I gave him his leave and I beg mine from you, offering Your
Excellency the "Trabajos de Persiles y Sigismunda," a book I shall
finish within four months, Deo volente, and which will be either the
worst or the best that has been composed in our language, I mean of
those intended for entertainment; at which I repent of having called it
the worst, for, in the opinion of friends, it is bound to attain the
summit of possible quality. May Your Excellency return in such health
that is wished you; Persiles will be ready to kiss your hand and I your
feet, being as I am, Your Excellency's most humble servant. From Madrid,
this last day of October of the year one thousand six hundred and
fifteen.
At the service of Your Excellency:
MIGUEL DE CERVANTES SAAVEDRA
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We READ: Nós LEMOS [Portuguese]
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<<Cervantes last and posthumous novel of Cervantes: Los trabajos de
Persiles y Sigismunda, Historia setentrional: None of his previous works
was preceded by so much self-advertising as this one. It all began back
in 1613, when in the prologue to the Novelas ejemplares he wrote: ?I
offer you the Trabajos de Persiles, a book which dares compete with
Heliodorus.? The Aethiopica (or Theagenes and Charicleia) of Heliodorus
had been discovered in 1526, its Greek text had come out in 1534, and
then it was quickly rendered into French, Latin, Italian, English and
twice into Spanish, in 1554 and 1587. It is difficult to exaggerate the
importance of this new Greek classic, and Cervantes publicly proclaims
that he will compete with Heliodorus. In the dedication of his Ocho
comedias y ocho entremeses of 1615, Cervantes promises ?el gran
Persiles;? he also promises the second part of La Galatea and the
Semanas del jardín, both lost, but he does not single them out by any
kind of epithet. Also in 1615, and in the dedication of the second part
of Don Quijote, Cervantes lapses into what has been seen as excessive
blowing of his own horn, when he writes to his patron, the Count of
Lemos (I quote from the Ormsby translation, Norton Critical Edition,
1981, page 418): ?I offer Your Excellency the Travails of Persiles and
Sigismunda, a book I shall finish within four months, God willing, and
which will be either the worst or the best that has been composed in our
language, I mean of those intended for entertainment. Yet I repent of
having called it the worst for, in the opinion of friends, it is bound
to attain the summit of possible excellence.? Clearly, for Cervantes
Persiles would be the best Spanish novel, and this he prints in the
dedication of Don Quijote, the novel which all the world accepts as
peerless. For generations critics refused to study the reasons which may
have led Cervantes to such an hyperbolic statement. In order to explain
it traditional cervantismo sought refuge in its favourite hobbyhorse,
which postulated the existence of two Cervantes: one was the genius, who
authored Don Quijote, and a few other things; the other one was a dunce,
and he authored Persiles and other lunacies. . .Persiles came out
posthumously, in 1617. Its dedication was dated April 19, 1616, in
Cervantes' deathbed, since he died on April 22, 1616. It is quite
evident that the book did not receive the final touches, as attested by
the evident disorder in some paragraphs towards the end, or by the fact
that of its 79 chapters, 52 have no epigraphs. Death stopped Cervantes'
hand in midair.>>
-- _Persiles and Allegory_ by JUAN BAUTISTA AVALLE-ARCE
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. BacON born: Wednesday 22 January, 1561
. ByrON born: Tuesday 22 January, 1788
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.ByrON's _Parisina_ published 22 January, 1816
Cervantes' _Persiles_ dedication to "We READ" LEMOS 19 April, 1616
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. BacON dies from snow chill: EASTER Sunday: 9 April, 1626
. [Gregorian] : a week after EASTER: 19 April, 1626
.
. ByrON mortally chilled by rain: 9 April, 1824
. ByrON dies a day after EASTER: 19 April, 1824
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Miguel de Cervantes, on his deathbed, dedicating his last work
to Count de Lemos. http://www.topnet.it/seblie/e-letter.html
.
"Sir - Would that the old ballad so celebrated in its day
commencing with the line: "The foot already in the stirrup" were not
so appropriate a heading for this epistle. But, alas! almost with
the same words I can commence and say:
.
. The foot already in the stirrup,
. Struggling in the pangs of death,
. Noble lord I thus address you.
.
Yesterday I received Extreme Unction, and today I write this letter.
My time is brief; the pangs increase, hope vanishes; yet I stake my life
on the desire I have of living. I would lengthen it until I could kiss
the feet of your excellency, and perhaps such would be my joy at seeing
your excellency in good health once more in Spain that my life would
be renewed. But if it be decreed that I lose it, the will of Heaven is
accomplished! At least be cognisant of my wish, and be assured that in
me your excellency has so devoted a servant that he would trespass the
very bounds of death in trying to prove his good will. With all this, as
in prophecy, I rejoice at the arrival of your excellency; and I doubly
rejoice that my long delayed hopes are realised in the fame of your
excellency's goodness. I still have in mind some ideas, and sketches of
the 'Semanas del Jardin' and of the famous 'Bernardo'. If it should be
my good fortune (which would be nothing short of a miracle) that Heaven
prolong my life, you will see them, as also the end of 'Galatea', which
I know your excellency fancies. So with these works my wish to please
you is continued.
.
. May the powerful God guard your excellency.
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra. Madrid, April 19, 1616."
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http://www.ntin.net/McDaniel/0419.htm
.
April 19, 1822, Lord Byron?s daughter Allegra died in an Italian
convent. She was buried in the church at Harrow, Byron?s school.
In the thirteen months she was in the convent, Byron never went
to see her, though he lived in Ravenna, quite close by.
.
April 19, 1826 (Easter Sunday) in the Greek city of Missolonghi, the
poet Byron died of malarial fever at age 36. He had come to Greece with
an Italian adventurer Count Pietro Gamba. In the margin of a section of
the second canto of Childe Harold?s Pilgrimage Byron wrote a note asking
suggestively who might rule Greece. (Byron was related to the Stuarts
through his mother.) Byron's body was returned to England in a brine
barrel, for burial in Westminster Abbey (the Church vetoed that, and
Byron was entombed in the family crypt in Hucknall in Nottinghamshire),
but his heart and viscera was inurned in Missolonghi. The urn exploded
years later from the buildup of gases.
.
April 19, 1832, First Lady Lucretia Randolph Garfield born in HIRAM, Oh.
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Art Neuendorffer
an interesting quote from the net...
(quote)
Have we been visited by beings from outer space? I suspect not, but the
study of unidentified flying objects still fascinates me. I had many
opportunities to discuss this subject with J. Allen Hynek years ago. He
infected me with a little bit of his enthusiasm for UFO studies.
UFO researcher Alvin Lawson reported that he could categorize most UFO
"aliens" into six main groups:
Human
Humanoid
Animal
Robot
Exotic
Apparitional
What intrigued Lawson most was that these same classes of beings appear
other places besides UFO reports: Greek mythology, Christian belief,
Celtic folklore, even Shakespeare!
Astronomer and mythographer Ed Krupp in his book Beyond the Blue
Horizon discusses Lawson's results. Krupp suggests that perhaps those
who
"witness aliens are really drawing upon a cultural fund of images of
considerable antiquity and still in active use." (p. 338)
Krupp also suggests that
"despite the references to space travel and inhabitants of other
worlds, many of the stories about UFOs tell us they are really
encounters with the sacred ... I mean sacred in its true sense, the
sense we sometimes have of the mystery of existence and the power of
the world's order." (p. 333)
In other words, modern encounters with UFOs and alien beings resonate
with the ancient stories of contact with powerful supernatural
creatures. The "clothes" of the stories may be new, but the core ideas
are not.