Word: englished
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...bastards, she replies pertly: "Revered Son of Cronus, what a thing to say!" Cartoonist Ronald Searle's illustrations wittily support Graves's wry treatment of the Olympians. Whether or not Graves's Iliad will endure as a satire, it is certainly the most charming translation in English since Pope's, and may also be the best. At the end of his preface, Graves promises to pour a libation of red wine "to Homer's shade, imploring pardon for the many small liberties I have taken." It seems likely that he will get his pardon from...
...being an enemy code. It was a prophetic incident; for decades Joyce would inspire battles between the code sniffers and the cult worshipers. Once when asked why he put so many puzzlers into his works, Joyce replied: "To occupy my critics for 300 years." Richard Ellmann, professor of English at Northwestern University, worked a mere seven years on this huge biography, but its great and fascinating merit is that it demystifies Joyce without debunking him. It will be read as long as James Joyce is read...
Above the Trolls. Joyce's magnificent obsessions with the wit and wiles of the English language began at his father's breakfast table. Of a morning, John Joyce might read an obituary. "Oh! Don't tell me that Mrs. Cassidy is dead," protested James's mother on one occasion. "Well, I don't quite know about that," said Papa Joyce with a quizzical glint in his monocled eye, "but someone has taken the liberty of burying...
During the next dark decade, Joyce badgered publishers in vain, cadged meals, cheated landlords, begged, scrounged and borrowed, taught English at Berlitz and clerked in a bank, suffered his first eye attacks, trundled his family from city to city, and drank steadily. During visits home, he would stumble to meet Stanislaus, and that sturdy keeper of his brother's conscience would shout: "Do you want to go blind? Do you want to go about with a little...
When Ulysses was published in 1922, it showed Joyce's matchless command of the English language and his finger on the tragicomic pulse of human life. If that life sometimes seemed tinged with an indefinable futility, it was because Joyce tried to construct a universe without God. In such a universe, superstition cast a spell. He saw coincidences as magic omens and tried to have all his books published on his birthday (Feb. 2). He wore a special ring to ward off blindness. He carried a picture of the 17th century Due de Joyeux (no kin) in his wallet...