Word: ravenal
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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Charles E. Raven, Canon residentiary of Liverpool Cathedral and sometime Dean of Emmanuel College of Cambridge University, will deliver the William Belden Noble Lectures at the University this year, it was announced last night. The series of six lectures, which are given annually, will begin this year, in all probability, before December 1, and be completed before the Christmas holidays. The general subject of the six addresses has been decided on by Canon Raven as, "The Spirit of God--Creative and Indwelling...
Their receptiveness, their spontaneity, must be dull indeed if they fail to be ecstatic over "To Helen," "Ulalume," "Lenore," "Annabel Lee," "The Bells, " "The Haunted Palace," "Israfel" and the crowning glory of "The Raven," or they would not glibly drop such sentences as "two-fifths sheer fudge...
Yale's honor societies are far from unique in nature, but at no U. S. college are inscrutable orders taken more seriously, nor have they such compelling interest for the world-at-large. At the University of Virginia there is the famed Raven, dedicated to the dark memory of Edgar Allan Poe. At Colgate there are the weird Skull and Scroll, and Gorgon's Head. University of California has its Skull and Key and its Golden Bear. Other famed senior societies: Owl and Serpent (Chicago), Iron Cross (Wisconsin), Skull and Snakes (Leland Stanford), Iron Wedge (Minnesota), Quill...
...Merchant of Venice. Clad in a breath-taking scarlet robe, Miss Ethel Barrymore appeared to Mr. Walter Hampden's Shylock a creation of the role of Portia which flamed like the attack of a young and flighty tanager upon an old and steady-going raven. Mr. Hampden's performance was straightforward, stately and without elocutionary claptrap. Miss Barrymore seemed unusually nervous and selfconscious, but swept the audience off its feet with a blazing scintillant triumph in the trial scene...
...poet is taken through early life, an early love affair, down to a tavern in the slums where, down and out, he rumbles out a recitation of "The Raven." Earlier in the evening he has had a duet with his lady on the subject of Annabel Lee. When the surprised auditors heard them burst forth with "O my Annabel, O my Annabel Lee," much in the style of a sticky vaudeville ballad, several tore up their programs and stole sobbing from the theatre...