Word: bards
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...manifesto, issued last week by the new presidents of four small liberal arts colleges (Bard, Bennington, Scripps and Wheaton), is the latest salvo in a major debate now roiling many academic institutions. With the tuition cost of a private liberal arts education soaring to as high as $5,500 a year, colleges are finding it increasingly difficult to justify the expense-particularly since many of their graduates cannot find jobs. Practical "vocational" programs have become popular. Just last year T.H. Bell, then U.S. Commissioner of Education, declared, "It is our duty to provide our students with salable skills...
Still, one can hardly doubt what the bard was thinking of when he penned the telling lines...
...course of true love never did run smooth," wrote the old Bard, and Eric Rohmer's adaptation of Heinrich von Kliest's 1808 novella in The Marquise of O shows just how contorted that path can get. A young marquise, fleeing from an invading army, is set upon by four enemy troops determined to appropriate the spoils of war. Suddenly a figure in white leaps down from an overhanging bluff, saving the young marquise's honor and perhaps her life. The savior takes the distraught marquise to safety and receives her father's effusive thanks. Sound familiar? Ah, but there...
Last Ditch. The power of Beckett's works springs from a contradiction deeper than theories and more profound than nihilism. Like the hobos, clowns, cripples and basket cases who make up his cast of characters, Beckett is a Poet of the Last Ditch, a Bard of the Bitter End. Like them, he knows that he wants to stop talking. Like them, he knows he cannot...
Answers to many questions about this enigmatic bard lie in the pages of Souvenirs and Prophecies, a commingling of diaries, early writings and annotations by Stevens' daughter Holly. Here is the Harvard undergraduate, scribbling doggerel fit for a greeting card: "Long lines of coral light/ And evening star,/ One shade that leads the night/ On from afar...