Word: strachey
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Cantos, Thirty Cantos. Marcel Proust, Du Cote de Chez Swann. Raymond Radiguet, Le Diable au Corps. Arthur Rimbaud, Les Illuminations. Antoine de Saint-Exupery, Vol de Nuit. Jean-Paul Sartre, La Nausee. Edith Sitwell, Collected Poems. Stephen Spender, Ruins and Visions. Wallace Stevens, Harmonium. Lytton Strachey, Eminent Victorians. J. M. Synge, The Playboy of the Western
...history. For those who remain fascinated by Dylan Thomas, Constantine FitzGibbon retold the life of the doomed Welshman, warts, work, women and booze. In a more sedate mood, Lady Longford, in her Queen Victoria: Born to Succeed, presented the best biographical portrait of the Queen and her age since Strachey...
...eclectic world of arts and letters. Though he remarked that economists should be humble, like dentists, he enjoyed trouncing countesses at bridge and Prime Ministers at lunch-table debates. He became a leader of the Bloomsbury set of avant-garde writers and painters, including Virginia and Leonard Woolf, Lytton Strachey and E. M. Forster. At a party at the Sitwells, he met Lydia Lopokova, a ballerina of the Diaghilev Russian ballet. She was blonde and buxom; he was frail and stoop-shouldered, with watery blue eyes. She chucked her career to marry him. His only regret in life, said Keynes...
Died. Evelyn John St. Loe Strachey, 61, prolific British Labor M.P., a suave, beaky Etonian who left his father's paper, the conservative Spectator, to dally with fascism, then Communism, and finally settle down a little left of center, becoming Minister of Food in the postwar Labor government, imposing much-hated bread rationing and undertaking the ill-fated $100 million "groundnut" scheme, but was nevertheless one of his party's ablest thinkers; of a heart attack; in London...
...Gasman Goeth. Brenan lives in Spain-not because it is romantic but "because it is cheap"-surrounded by a 2,000-book library, writing distinguished books about Spain (South from Granada, The Spanish Labyrinth], and glumly accepting visits from old Bloomsbury friends like Lytton Strachey. What makes Brenan's story unique and the telling of it a rare pleasure is the one quality that distinguishes him from the ordinary run of men-his indifference to the opinions of others. In the cozy modern commonwealth of man, he never learned to snuggle up to his fellows. He had a hermit...