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Eyemouth (’tis a place)

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@pete wrote:

I still dont like him :lol:

Don’t be so bloody thrawn, man..how could anyone fail to be moved by such as this..

Sonnet 116 Let me not to the marriage of true minds

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

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@cath 55 wrote:

@toybulldog wrote:

not often enough (wipes sweat off brow)

can you balance gorgonzola on your middle finger ?

of course cant everyone?

have you ever turned marmite white?

Guilty.. I got my quota of soya marge to marmite somewhat confuddled.. more a kind of taupe if i’m honest

Have you ever kept that last rolo to yaself even though the person you love would have wanted it?

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Skara Brae by George Mackay Brown

Here in our village in the west
We are little regarded.

The lords of tilth and loch
Are Quarrying (we hear)
Great stones to make a stone circle

In the last of the snow
A great one died
In that stone hollow in the east.
A winter sunset
Will touch his mouth. He carries
A cairngorm on his cold finger
To the country of the dead.

They come here from Birsay
To take our fish for taxes. Otherwise
We are left in peace
With our small fires and pots.

Will it be a morning for fishermen?
The sun died in red flames
Then the night swarmed with stars, like fish.

The sea gives and takes. The sea
Devoured four houses one winter.

Ask the old one to make a clay lamp
The ripening sun
May be pleased with the small flame, at-plough-time.

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@Sgt Pepper wrote:

Yup Esme!
Personally.. I’m in the de Vere camp.

Either way.. the guy RULED!! 8)

Agreed..with regard to the genius of it..I couldn’t give a toss if authorship were divvied up between Atilla The Hun and Vlad The Impaler..but it would be a nod to justice if Oxford were given his due. 8)

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@dead_on_arrvial wrote:

Can someone please tell me why the government can find billions of pounds for failing banks at the “drop of a hat”, billions for overseas wars but nothing for the NHS or pensioners?

I heard the food is so bad in Scotland, they’re giving it away to school kids and the English tax payers are paying for that too !!!

For the first comment, I kiss you; for the second, I kick you in the nads..hard! :twisted:

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@drummerchris wrote:

There’s some great point there…. and lest we forget that Mr Shakespeare invented many of the common words we use today (in that they cannot be found anywhere else in written word before his usage of them). These words include:

Puking – As You Like It, Act II, Scene vii

Hobnob – Twelfth Night, Act III, Scene IV

Eyeball – A Midsummer Night’s Dream, Act III, Scene II

Obscene – Love’s Labours Lost, Act I, Scene I

Rant – Hamlet, Act V, Scene I

There are hundreds of them in total! He was a genius and in his day his plays were like modern day celebrity appearances or band gigs. I think a lot of people get turned off by some of the heavier going work – but even the tragedies such as “King Lear” have moments of fantastic humour and hilarity in them!
xx

So you don’t prescribe to the school of thought which believes that Francis Bacon was very possibly the author of all of the above..or even more probable..that Edward de Vere, the 17th Earl of Oxford (1550 – 1604) is the true author of Shakespeare’s prodigious and incredible output of plays, poems and sonnets?

Check out this link for..
A Beginner’s Guide to the Shakespeare Authorship Problem
And join the growing list of sceptics such as..
Orson Welles “I think Oxford wrote Shakespeare. If you don’t agree, there are some awfully funny coincidences to explain away…”
Henry James “I am… haunted by the conviction that the divine William is the biggest and most successful fraud ever practiced on a patient world.”

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“The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not moved with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems, and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night,
And his affections dark as Erebus.
Let no such man be trusted.”

The Merchant of Venice. Act. v. Scene 1.

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Aye lad t’Alan Bennet class reet enough. 8)

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