Word: greated
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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From one side came King Joseph's knights; from the other, the Green Meanies. And in the middle, when they met, there was great excitement and crashes that sounded like thunder. And from the top-most bench, surrounded by many brutal and ugly Hanover maidens, sat Lady Grizzelda, crying for St. John. And one by one on the field, the knights fell from their horses. The rushes were so great that lances would splinter when they crashed with a shield. And blood streamed from everywhere, as the knights swung their swords with such violence that they cut through the armor...
...knights jumped up, and they delivered such blows to each other that they were soon both covered in blood. And the minstrels of King Joseph's Court played all the while, and the people threw eggs at them. And St. John, almost exhausted from such battle, took one great swing that hit Irving of Brooklyn where the helmet joins his shoulders, and it cut through his neck and sliced his head clean off. And so the battle ended, and the maidens cheered. And Lady Grizzelda ran from her seat, for St. John had freed her. And St. John had regained...
...could record the battle in the histories of the Court. And they counted that King Joseph's men had killed 26,000, while the Green Meanies had killed but 10,000. But in the writing there was a mistake made, so the only record we now have of this great battle is one line: "Harvard 26, Dartmouth 10." And no one is sure what it means. And that is all there is of the story. And if someone tells you more. it is lies...
Secret Rendezvous is a gruesome book, and a grueling book, but not a great one. Many of its ideas are not new; the existential themes of man's isolation and sickness date from as far back as The Woman in the Dunes (1964), Abe's first novel and still his most popular in the West. The weakness of Secret Rendezvous lies not in its ideas, which were presented successfully in Abe's first book but in its format. In adopting the medium of fantasy, an author hopes to convince the reader not with the poignant accuracy of his images...
...might have trouble filling out the whole of this miniature allegory, but that's undoubtedly Barth in the corner, playing with his toy trains. The great conservative, the practitioner of a lost art, the bearer of the torch--so Barth justifies his extravagances...